I felt bad.
Really bad.
After class I went out into town to get
you a present, well, since it's not your
birthday, consider it a get well present.
I didn't know much about you, and I
know it's wrong of me to assume things you liked based on your personality.
I bought you some twix, because I saw you eating them one time in the cafeteria.
I also got you some chocolates, and some gummies.
