[Realm of the Muse] Response
After drinking a few too many eggnogs at your annual holiday party, you wake up the next morning realizing you did some things you now regret. Write an e-mail, a letter or a card to the people you need to apologize to.
December 27, 1983
Brigadier,
I really do apologise for my behavior at the UNIT holiday party last night. It was lovely of you to invite me, even though I’m not a proper staff member. I hadn’t been planning on doing much for the holidays this year, you see. Aunt Lavinia is on holiday in Australia and well, life hasn’t exactly been the same since the Doctor left. Yet, that was no reason for me to berate your secrecy clauses or to blame you for the fact that I could never exactly publish any of those news stories I witnessed during my time with you lot. I suppose I allowed myself to get a tad drunk last night. It was, I suppose, easier than remembering last Christmas with the Doctor.
You really are a wonderful friend, Alastair. You’re not the workaholic, anal arse I called you last night at all.
Many apologies,
Sarah Jane
***
December 27, 1983
Darling Harry,
I didn’t mean Oh, well, I meant You really are a wonderful friend. And, if you don’t mind, I would prefer that we keep it just at that. I, well, I don’t quite have the time for anything more than a one night stand right now.
You do understand, don’t you?
-Sarah
***
December 27, 1983
Dear Ms Grant,
I do apologise for calling you a ‘conceited, ill-mannered, simple cow with an inferiority complex that made you worth nothing more than a two-cent whore’ last night.
I was jealous of your relationship with the Doctor. And quite possibly a tad drunk.
Sincerely,
Sarah Jane Smith
***
December 27, 1983
Sergeant Benton,
That kiss under the mistletoe last night meant absolutely nothing. I do hope you understand. I vaguely remember trying to slip hands underneath your uniform and, perhaps, kissing you a tad rougher than I had planned.
I hope you weren’t too embarrassed. And I truly am sorry for acting like such a… oh, you know!
-Sarah
December 27, 1983
Brigadier,
I really do apologise for my behavior at the UNIT holiday party last night. It was lovely of you to invite me, even though I’m not a proper staff member. I hadn’t been planning on doing much for the holidays this year, you see. Aunt Lavinia is on holiday in Australia and well, life hasn’t exactly been the same since the Doctor left. Yet, that was no reason for me to berate your secrecy clauses or to blame you for the fact that I could never exactly publish any of those news stories I witnessed during my time with you lot. I suppose I allowed myself to get a tad drunk last night. It was, I suppose, easier than remembering last Christmas with the Doctor.
You really are a wonderful friend, Alastair. You’re not the workaholic, anal arse I called you last night at all.
Many apologies,
Sarah Jane
***
December 27, 1983
Darling Harry,
I didn’t mean Oh, well, I meant You really are a wonderful friend. And, if you don’t mind, I would prefer that we keep it just at that. I, well, I don’t quite have the time for anything more than a one night stand right now.
You do understand, don’t you?
-Sarah
***
December 27, 1983
Dear Ms Grant,
I do apologise for calling you a ‘conceited, ill-mannered, simple cow with an inferiority complex that made you worth nothing more than a two-cent whore’ last night.
I was jealous of your relationship with the Doctor. And quite possibly a tad drunk.
Sincerely,
Sarah Jane Smith
***
December 27, 1983
Sergeant Benton,
That kiss under the mistletoe last night meant absolutely nothing. I do hope you understand. I vaguely remember trying to slip hands underneath your uniform and, perhaps, kissing you a tad rougher than I had planned.
I hope you weren’t too embarrassed. And I truly am sorry for acting like such a… oh, you know!
-Sarah