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SO. Curiousity drove me to check back on Holly's old Open Diary account. She has been busy making some rather bold claims therein, I must say. For instance, she is fabricating the terribly erroneous tale that I was still sleeping with her when I got back together with Nicole. *shakes head* Tsk tsk tsk... I have simply but to ask... Why? Why would I need to, and why would she bother saying something like that? It debases us both, really.
Beyond that, however... and this is the part that entertains the HELL out of me... She has apparantly been meeting off-and-on with a gentleman named Nathanial. *nods* Indeed. He apparantly works at "Where It's Art", a local chain of art stores here in the city. Now, it just so happens that one of these stores is situated almost immediately next to the EB Games where I work. *smirks* It gets better. There is a guy who works at said location who bears a striking resemblance to me... Same style of hair, ((Though he has gloriously overwrought sideburns that make me pity him, I must mention)) generally the same style of dress, and the same arrogant, pompous attitude I cultivate. *smirks* We've noted one another in passing on several occasions, and it is a running joke with the lads at work that the other fellow is trying to take paces in my shoes.
Now, it could be some gross coincidence, but I do believe that said individual is indeed the mysterious provocateur, "Nathaniel". *smirks* If he is, it would certainly explain the reasons why he feels it necessary to consistantly smirk with undue pretension my way whenever we pass.
*smirks* Oh, it's chocolate. Simply chocolate.
Beyond that, however... and this is the part that entertains the HELL out of me... She has apparantly been meeting off-and-on with a gentleman named Nathanial. *nods* Indeed. He apparantly works at "Where It's Art", a local chain of art stores here in the city. Now, it just so happens that one of these stores is situated almost immediately next to the EB Games where I work. *smirks* It gets better. There is a guy who works at said location who bears a striking resemblance to me... Same style of hair, ((Though he has gloriously overwrought sideburns that make me pity him, I must mention)) generally the same style of dress, and the same arrogant, pompous attitude I cultivate. *smirks* We've noted one another in passing on several occasions, and it is a running joke with the lads at work that the other fellow is trying to take paces in my shoes.
Now, it could be some gross coincidence, but I do believe that said individual is indeed the mysterious provocateur, "Nathaniel". *smirks* If he is, it would certainly explain the reasons why he feels it necessary to consistantly smirk with undue pretension my way whenever we pass.
*smirks* Oh, it's chocolate. Simply chocolate.