"Please- let me thank you correctly." Ian pleads, as he stands in the doorway, holding the stack of notes you've to handed him.

You stand about a foot away. He had texted you, asking if you would be kind enough to spare him some notes. He was your classmate in college. You figured it wouldn't hurt to be nice. However, now that you look at it, a few questions run through your head.

Should you go inside? How did he get your phone number? It's 8 pm- why did he ask you over this late at night?