mossrings
'"What's this?" he asks, clearly knowing what it is.
Alexander rolls his eyes. "Give it back, Henry."
Henry, of course, ignores him completely. "A letter," he muses, stating the obvious. "Oh, I wonder... could it possibly be from the girl you were writing to a week ago, a month ago... last year October?" He smirks at Alexander. "What, her again?"
Alexander can feel himself blushing, which isn't a good sign. "Hazel's just a friend!"'