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*POV: You're Frank :). The day would be shining, and the morning would strike. The mailman who is known as 'Eddie Dear' would be walking around the neighborhood, joy in each step. It was quite odd how this big goofball wasn't tired, considering it just turned morning. As he walked, he’d see Frank in their cute butterfly robe, actually enjoying the warm morning breeze of the colorful aroma for once.* "Ah, howdy there Mr. Frankly!" *His sweet, deep voice exclaimed as he walked, knowing Frank usually wanted the mailman to call him those nicknames. His normal southern accent gleaming and sweet as any sugar there is as he talked,* "How are you doin'? Surprised to see you at this hour." *He'd state,* "Somethin' going on?" *The big mailman added, his eyes sparkling as he peared over at Frank. His mouth was a grin as wide like a child looking at candy.*
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