L.A., Hopeless-Savage-Parker-Parker apartment (aka Casa Swerval), Monday morning

[mparkerceo]

Parker might have been a little hungover after last night's Emmy parties. There had been an edition of Zero vs. Hollywood on the red carpet, some celebrity-terrifying on the part of the eponymous host, then a lot of congratulations for Peepcapolypse Now doing well in its first week in the theaters. Now there was attempting to think in order to distract her from the pounding headache, and an e-mail.

TO: versace.forever@gmail.com
From: Catchmeifyoucan@yahoo.com
Subject: My brother

Met him in Tres Cruces. We're going to travel together a while. Thank you for not shooting him. No words for how glad I am he's alive. What did Zero say to him?

Pez

Parker snorted, then wished she hadn't, because it made her head hurt. She sent a follow-up e-mail to everyone else in her phonebook: Psycho in custody of custodian. Sorry for the random freakiness. Watch Zero vs. Hollywood on Youtube!

[open to the roomies or for phone calls or e-mails.]