“Um… hi. You probably don’t remember me, but… this morning, on the bus, you whispered something in my ear. I thought you were a creep at first, but… I just couldn’t get it out of my head. I just knew I had to come find you… and somehow I just knew that this was the place, and that it wouldn’t be locked. I’ve been waiting for you to come home… please… whisper to me again?”