I looked at it with no idea what to do. I know these are tricks, but it's my driveway. These are played in parking lots. Not driveways.
I hesitated. Picked it off the windshield. Then, I checked the handle. It was locked.
"Very anticlimactic, " I mumbled. There is no way I would drive that car if the door was unlocked.
I unlocked it and sat in my seat while it auto-adjusted like it does, shut the door. I opened the paper and stared at it. Read it again.

"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝚆𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍."

"Fu–!" I slammed my fist on the horn. "They have such bad grammar skills!" I said, letting the mistakes distract me from the rest of the note. I don't have time for empty threats. I started my car, backed up, and blacked out.