So, I did it. I left the note. On this old scrap of envelope, no less, but I didn't have anything... nice enough for him. After what happened a couple days ago, I reckon he's very wary of accepting phonecalls from me from now on; and... well, it was the last thing I could think of, without having to directly face him and end up getting rejected for a talk of some sorts. We really need to just be in the same room and not end up fighting or fucking each other.

I hope he shows...

Check, check!