About my friend

I'll talk about what happened to my friend yesterday.  She was on the train during the rush hour.  It was so crowded that she couldn't breathe. When she got off the train at shibuya, she noticed that someone put an orange paper in her bag. She looked at the paper carefully. On the paper it said "Please contact me to this address." There was an address on it. She got afraid so she texted her father           in Yamagata about what happened. Later on that day, her father called to my friend. My friend was laughing when she was talking to her father.  I asked her why she was laughing. She said "my father said don't put any fingerprints on the paper so he can send the paper to the police and identify the  person who put the paper in my bag!! Can you believe it? He loves me too much!" When I heard that I was kind of jealous  of her being so loved by her father.