The little note that fell ot of the bag said "I am sorry" in a messy, hastly handwriting. Shiro had ran after ringing the doorbell. He only had stopped in front of the building where Jeremy lived. He didn't want to fight anymore but he also didn't know how to make up. Before he had mustered up the courage to ring the doorbell the food had gone cold too. Why was this whole thing so damn complicated?! He started to walk away again.