We were young once

We were sat around the table this morning when the doorbell rang. I went to open it but then realised who it was so made uncle Jeff. On Friday night the girl next door had a party as her parents were away. The music and noise went on till after 2am, with boys fighting on the drive over a girl. When we got up on Saturday one of them had thrown beer bottles into out garden. Gemma decided this wasn't ok so got the bottle and put a note in it saying something along the lines of "we don't have a problem with your parties but done appreciate glass bottles being thrown in our garden. Please have more respect for your neighbours. Gemma. Number 59." She then left this on their drive.
The poor girls parents obviously found the bottle so they made her come round with a card and bunch of flowers to say sorry. Gemma had gone out so poor Jeff took one for the team. Talk about awkward.