Encrypted e-mail to Paige, Madelyn
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From: [Jubilee]
Subject:
Paige,
Just lettin' you know I got in okay. Looks like you're gonna have the room to yourself for awhile. Myself, looks like I'm sharin' a room with Amanda, Terry and Clarice.
People here who shall remain nameless are making noises about how McDonalds isn't food. (Dude, it's cheap and it tastes okay. 'Course, there's better stuff but when you're down to your last few dollars, it ain't a bad way of keeping yourself fed. Okay, so it's not like I'm wanting for money anymore, even if I technically don't have any of my own. But habits die hard.)
Can I ask you a favor? Can you make sure Georgina gets enough water while I'm gone? And maybe get her some lettuce and carrots from the kitchen every so often?
Gotta go.
~J.
To: [Mads]
From: [Firecracker]
Subject:
Mads,
Made it to Vegas safe and sound, although the bus trip for some of the trip was a pain in the ass. I know why I couldn't go all direct like but being sat next to some old fat bloke who felt the need to regale me with stories of his former glories as a Short order cook in New Orleans wasn't on the top of my list as 'Fun ways to spend my travel time'.
Finally just put my headphones on and pretended to go to sleep. In other news, the inflight movie was a soppy romance. Not that I'm against romance, just that movies have a tendancy to get all sugary about it. Like it's gonna last forever.
In better news. Vegas is the coolest place ever. Girl like me could get used to all the pretty lights. Makes me wonder why I didn't come here instead of LA. My kinda town, ya know?
~J.
From: [Jubilee]
Subject:
Paige,
Just lettin' you know I got in okay. Looks like you're gonna have the room to yourself for awhile. Myself, looks like I'm sharin' a room with Amanda, Terry and Clarice.
People here who shall remain nameless are making noises about how McDonalds isn't food. (Dude, it's cheap and it tastes okay. 'Course, there's better stuff but when you're down to your last few dollars, it ain't a bad way of keeping yourself fed. Okay, so it's not like I'm wanting for money anymore, even if I technically don't have any of my own. But habits die hard.)
Can I ask you a favor? Can you make sure Georgina gets enough water while I'm gone? And maybe get her some lettuce and carrots from the kitchen every so often?
Gotta go.
~J.
To: [Mads]
From: [Firecracker]
Subject:
Mads,
Made it to Vegas safe and sound, although the bus trip for some of the trip was a pain in the ass. I know why I couldn't go all direct like but being sat next to some old fat bloke who felt the need to regale me with stories of his former glories as a Short order cook in New Orleans wasn't on the top of my list as 'Fun ways to spend my travel time'.
Finally just put my headphones on and pretended to go to sleep. In other news, the inflight movie was a soppy romance. Not that I'm against romance, just that movies have a tendancy to get all sugary about it. Like it's gonna last forever.
In better news. Vegas is the coolest place ever. Girl like me could get used to all the pretty lights. Makes me wonder why I didn't come here instead of LA. My kinda town, ya know?
~J.
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Exhibitionist, moi? Never!
Date: 2004-12-08 05:44 am (UTC)There's something to be said for putting on a good show. You distract with the right hand, take 'em for everythin' they got with the left.
Not that I need to do that anymore. Hmm.
But you'll be happy to know I plan on coming back to the school. Think I gave up on running after Alison brought me back that night. Even if the thought sometimes occurs. It's never for very long anymore. Maybe one day it won't be there at all.
I have a craving for steak. So miss Lorna's cooking right now.
~J.