[Neil D, Lin A] [Note left in Neil's room] [A few hours after this.] Hey, so, yeah. I think I better go. I'm not pissed or anything, Neil. I just, fuck, I don't know. You'll argue that I didn't push you into shit, and maybe that's true, but it feels like I did. And you barely know what to say around me anymore and that's my fault for blurting out shit about my feelings that you didn't want to hear. But you can barely look at me when we're in a room together, and I miss the days when it wasn't like that. I'd kind of like them back, but it's not going to happen if I stick around. I have no clue where I'm going, but you have my number, yeah? Maybe use it sometime, without anyone needing to ask you to. - S
[Locked to Lin A] Say something completely fucking annoying and cheerful. You're good at that annoying shit.