Virgil's eyes slowly fluttered open. He got up, looking around sleepily and rubbing his eyes, then saw the note. He immediately jolted awake, eyes widening. He reached for it with shaking hands, opening it nervously.
There was a flower nestled inside, it hadn't quite blossomed yet so he couldn't tell what it was
Dear Virgil,
Can I get a little serious here? I've never been in love before. I wouldn't know what it feels like. Though I do know that if you fall... you eventually have to hit the ground. You have to hit a point where that admiration... becomes emptiness. Right?
I've never talked to anyone like you Virgil. Actually I've never talked to anyone until you. It is strange... and beautiful and wonderful. Even though you have no idea who I even am. I never thought things like that could happen with two people who've never met.
Dee
It was a robbery-three men-one of them had snatched Virgil's satchel, digging through it while another guy pinned his arms behind his back. He was thrashing and struggling against him, eyes wide and terrified as he tried desperately to grab his bag
"S-STOP IT-G-GIVE THAT BACK!!-"
The guy slapped his hand over Virgil's mouth, silencing him