Dorm Roof, Tuesday Night

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Edward is sitting out on the roof, a cup of coffee close at hand and a notebook on his lap. The notebook is closed, and the pen is still tucked in the spiral. The sky's far more interesting than his notebook anyway.

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Edward smiled softly, still holding tightly to his notebook. "Yeah, I guess." He didn't say that he had been. Even if it was more of a roundabout way.

Anyway, he figures Sakura would have realized that the letters were from Al on the second word.