She had just learned that one of our friends shot himself in the past day or two.
He had left a note, but she didn't know what it was.
He had also left a message at his psychiatrist's office (at 2 AM, when he knew noone would be there), and a message on his ex-girlfriend (the one who left him)'s cell.
But he hadn't called his best friend who lives less than 45 minutes away.
The last I'd heard of him was 4 months ago, when he threw a big housewarming party that everyone (including me) came to.
It seemed like he would be happy there with his new roommates and being fairly near to people.
But I guess he wasn't.