Goodbye B
You killed me, last night. I slept badly and did something to my neck later as a result. You interpreted that as hostility, I think. I returned a robotics book, but couldn't look you in the eye, because of the injury. You walked off, then.
I am still sad. This will last for months, then I will find a new Hope for all humanity (or at least my part of it). But I am still sad...