Tutor (Not too-der but too-tor) [Part II]

    After the pride with Ali, I spent quite a lot of time in my room. Victoria was about to come so I went downstairs. Looking for a pencil and a paper to draw out my airplane outfit, I noticed that a mail directed to me was on the table, without an address. I opened it. Probably from Paulina. After reading it, I nearly cried. It was from Thomas! With a few lines (really meaningful) and $40, he p.s. me: Don't forget to breathe. Quite special.

    Thomas, ready for a surprise. I'm going to buy you something that's $40 and hand-deliver it. I'm quite happy.