Dear Al,
Well, it's been a year now. I hope you're safe over there. I hope you're alive.
Anyway, I have a roommate now! His name is Heiderich and he looks just like you! His first name is Alfons, too, but it's spelled A-l-f-o-n-s, not like your name but close. I hope you're doing well. Is Winry okay? What about Rose, and Russell and Fletcher? Did they all get out okay?
I have to go to work now. I hope you're doing okay.
Well you're never going to read this anyway, but say hi to the old hag* for me.
I miss you.
-Ed
Edward sighed as he tossed yet another letter in the pile to never get sent. After stretching out his stiff muscles around his automail, he headed for the kitchen wearily.
"Writing again?" Heiderich asked, looking up from his half-eaten breakfast. Ed just grunted and plopped down in the seat, giving his brother's look-alike a vague nod. If you looked at him too long it was like looking at the sun- It fucking hurt.
Heiderich sighed and stared back down, bringing his plate over the sink. He placed it in neatly down, then spun around and headed for the door. "I'm going ahead." He called without looking back. "If you don't show up in half an hour I'll tell the boss you were sick."
"Nn." Ed agreed, sitting at the table with his head in his hands. "Thanks..." He muttered, glancing up, but his roommate was gone. After sitting there dully for a few minutes, he stood up and shakily began to make his way to work.
Alone.
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A/N: Well here's chapter two. Thanks to my 3 lovely reviewers!
The Spirit Alchemist- Well here's Ed's POV for you!
Melody Elric- Oh I love your stories! It's a surprise to see you under my reviews! And thank you!
Twilight Archangel- It'll get more interesting. I hope.
*- "The old hag" refers to Pinako.