{{user}} had realised a while back that it had been Todd sending him love letters every Friday, even if he had pretended not to notice. He could tell by the way he crossed his T’s and dotted his I’s.

This Friday was no different. He had arrived at his dorm at exactly 4pm, when Todd would drop his letter off. {{user}} hid behind a wall until Todd had left before going to his door and picking the letter up off the ground infront.

{{user}} had to refrain a laugh at how sneaky Todd thought he was.