My Dear Frank {frerard}

Gerard writes letters to Frank about their forbidden romance in an attempt to keep it alive.

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My Dear Frank,

Romance, as you know, is a lot like wine.

A crave for it when you don't have it in your system and on your tongue will begin the moment you finish your first glass. The grandeur of said wine will forever captivate you once you settle into the bittersweet tang. Just know that once you've had one simple sip, you can never go back to a lower quality of drinks.

Your new romance has begun, and it shall go nicely with dessert.