003.

[revengeisbitter]

Drinking is stupid. I don't understand why anyone would willingly make themselves act like a complete idiot

[pauses a bit as if trying to think of what else to write]

I wonder how many more people are going to show up with these books. It seems to be completely random.

Oh and

Alfred Jack.

I don't appreciate being lied to.

Comments

[unkingly]

Wasn't a bad lie to give, in his defense. (This is Al writing.)

[revengeisbitter]

It doesn't matter. I don't like being made a fool of.

[unkingly]

You didn't knock the gravy dish over when cleaning up, did you?

[revengeisbitter]

No. Did you?

[unkingly]

Maybe. I didn't think it was a fool move, but some people apparently did!

On the other hand, what Jack told you definitely didn't make you a fool.

[revengeisbitter]

I know I'm not a fool. It just really pissed me off.

[pause]

How did it end, anyway?

[unkingly]

Why?

-- What end?

[revengeisbitter]

I told you. I don't like being lied to.

[pauses again, awkwardly]

The party. I left before it was over.

[unkingly]

Oh. It went great! It ended like it started: just fine. Did you like it?

[revengeisbitter]

It was all right, I guess.

[unkingly]

You guess?

[revengeisbitter]

[hesitates, then scratches out 'I guess']

[unkingly]

No, no! Why'd you say 'guess?'

[revengeisbitter]

I don't know. It doesn't matter, really. Your party wasn't horrible, I promise.

[unkingly]

Wasn't my party, it was Miss R's. But it does matter! Your opinion shapes a lot.

[revengeisbitter]

Her party. Whatever.

Good to know, I guess.