This one's from the opening sequence of Thom and Lee's story (original, I think I've maybe posted a little about them? I picked the project back up earlier in the summer, so I'm counting it as a current WIP LOL)
The news arrived by post the next morning in a thin, bone-white envelope tucked between a sportswear magazine and a postcard advertising a flash sale at a shop on the corner. It looked as much at home there as a diamond in the sewers.
Lee hesitated. He read, then re-read the front of the envelope. There was no return address. No postage. Just those three lines of text carved in a fine, familiar hand:
Mr. Lee Darner
32 Beechwood Terrace, Apt. 5B
Wishingwood