"Please stop throwing rocks at me."

A loud clang hits my window disturbing the little peace I could get. I walk to my balcony only to find a rock with a sticky note stuck to it.

"Hey princess," Was written in atrocious handwriting.

I stare at the man below unable to make out his facial features in the dark but I can still see his stance go rigid when he notices I am not in fact the princess he was looking for. He mumbles a few curses before frantically ripping another sticky note and scrawling something on it.

"Sorry wrong window."

UPDATE: I've fixed the cover some.