It wasn't until later in the morning that Tony woke up to find the house empty again. Stephen had left again.
So Tony decided to clear some emails, which was a repetitive click and drag to the junk file, that was, until his eyes caught an email from Stephen
drstrange@yahoo.com
Subject : I'm sorry.
Dear Tony,
This is the last email I will ever be sending you. I had departed for Tibet in the morning and upon finding my room they told me there was wifi service. I won't be using it though, despite the nicety. I wanted to say goodbye, since I didn't want to wake you. Sleep is important. Plus, you're so peaceful when you sleep. I wouldn't want to disturb such a rare thing. But I love your chaos. I love your tinkering and your little habits and the cute dimples you have at the bottom of your back and I love you. There is more I could say, I just don't know how to say it right now. I'm deciding to learn the difference between mania and determination, we'll see where it gets me.
Forever yours,
Stephen Strange.