You used to be friends.

It's a lonely, rainy midnight Tuesday. You're sitting outside on a bench, talking to yourself, filled with guilt and regret. You should not have been so mean to him.

Adrian was always a forgiving, kind person.

All you want is to say sorry.

You decide to go for a walk to clear your thoughts. As you walk past his house, you notice a small box near the front porch. A sticker on it has your name on it. You decide to take it back to your house to open it.