Alexi isn’t at the club when we get back, so I wander into the office and place the brown bag on the desk. Not sure if he will be back at all today but I’m still planning on staying upstairs tonight regardless. I look around for a pen and a post-it note and scribble one quickly, so I can deposit this bag of hilarious socks for him to find. I lost the courage to give them to him face to face after Jackson’s little revelation, and now I just hope he might see the funny in them too.

If his gift was genuine and thoughtful, then I now feel guilty...