Flying Letters

Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III, a working man with his own life. He lives in a decent house, has a bulldog companion named Hemmingway, everything was well for him. Pete was fond of folding up paper planes and throwing them out the window, but it had words inside. Maybe just a little note saying 'Have a nice day' or his own song lyrics he never got the chance to make a reality.

Patrick Martin Stump was your regular guy, working in an office, lives in a house in a nice neighborhood, has a housemate named Joe Trohman. He's a cool guy. They've been friends since they were in diapers. Paper planes always seemed to enter through his window at least five times a day. He liked the words inside it, so that's why he always keeps the window opened. It was a safe street since it was near a police station and the neighbors were just kind old ladies who'd make you cookies if you asked nicely.

One day, Patrick folds his own paper plane and it lands in Pete's house. Here's a story about two dorky pen pals