Letter 27
Arthur to Feliciano
Locker No. 357
Blames, always blame. I feel like I'm there and then not change. Feliciano, my prince, do not be angry. Life is not serious. Life is a rose wellspring. If you wanted to meet me at the square for our Friday night rendezvous, I promise that I will make it up to you.
From history class, September 25 19**
