Dear Beloved Amy,
How's it coming along, baby? Have you met any new friends? I'm almost certain that you're doing just fine. You know, it's just that I can't hear your voice anymore and that makes me a bit pitiful.
In any rate, we're planning to go out with Yuka-Chan tomorrow evening. I'm looking forward for a nice fish market (and a glass of 焼酎, OBVIOUSLY). Don't worry, I will definitely not get drunk. "Cross my heart."