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[sneakypardons]

This is my first time actually opening this stupid thing, but I was informed that anybody with one can read what I'm writing. And so I suppose this is worth a shot.

To the clumsy girl with the tarts. We need to meet again, I have something to tell you.

Comments

[bramblesgaveway]

There's another that frowns on being a cocky shit to people you don't know too.

[hatesbears]

I knew there was a fucking reason I let you talk to me.

[bramblesgaveway]

Done packing?

[hatesbears]

Yeah. Quick once I found the fucking suit case, not like I'm going to be wearing much anyhow.

[bramblesgaveway]

Hope you're getting paid in more than room and board.

[hatesbears]

He's rich and some sort of actor shit, I'll get what I want.

[bramblesgaveway]

Should I tell Napoleon to find a new waitress?

[hatesbears]

Fuck no. Fucking DIE OF BOREDOM.

[bramblesgaveway]

Have fun in London.

[sneakypardons]

And there's another that simply says that I don't give a fucking rat's ass.

Regardless, I thank you for the hint. Maybe I'll use it if I ever pick this thing up again.

[bramblesgaveway]

Right.