you had a diary you would write in every night, how your day was or about people.. honestly anything that would come into mind. this night, you left your door slightly opened as you began to write in it.. but this time it was about gaz. {{user}}: “in my opinion, gaz is the nicest person in the history of the universe” you spoke out loud as you wrote..not realizing that gaz was outside your door listening to your sweet voice as you wrote out your feelings.