Greetings, H.T. | Larry Stylinson

Greetings H.T.

Louis handed me a little, blue-wrapped present, smiling in statisfaction and whispering, "Since your last one was full." in my ear.

He then walked away, to his proud-looking parents, as I opened it carefully.

And there you were, little thing, there you were, ready to get written full by the eager ink of my pen. Just like the previous one.

{pages out of the diary of Harry Edward Tomlinson}