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xp_communicationTo: {Wanda}
From: {Pietro}
Subject: In advance, shut up.
Wanda, I need two things from you immediately. Neither of them are at all negotiable, and the sooner you can get here the better.
The first--the most important--is your absolute promise, your unbreakable word of honor, on the love we share as twins and by Mother's memory, that you will never breathe a single word regarding what transpires today to any other living soul. I mean it, Wanda. Not your best friend, not your lover, not your co-workers, not the random person at the bar you think might get a kick out of the story, nobody. You take this to your grave. Promise me.
Secondly: I need to borrow . . . well, maybe not borrow, since I doubt you'll be wanting--never mind. I need hygiene products. Of a feminine nature. Immediately. I also need you to show me what to do with them, since the only thing I remember from commercials is that wings are somehow important.
And I clearly can't go to anyone here with this . . . problem. So when you're able to stop laughing long enough to pick yourself up off the floor, because I know that's what you're doing, get over here. I'll be in my bathroom. Use your key to get into the suite.
Not a word to anyone.
From: {Pietro}
Subject: In advance, shut up.
Wanda, I need two things from you immediately. Neither of them are at all negotiable, and the sooner you can get here the better.
The first--the most important--is your absolute promise, your unbreakable word of honor, on the love we share as twins and by Mother's memory, that you will never breathe a single word regarding what transpires today to any other living soul. I mean it, Wanda. Not your best friend, not your lover, not your co-workers, not the random person at the bar you think might get a kick out of the story, nobody. You take this to your grave. Promise me.
Secondly: I need to borrow . . . well, maybe not borrow, since I doubt you'll be wanting--never mind. I need hygiene products. Of a feminine nature. Immediately. I also need you to show me what to do with them, since the only thing I remember from commercials is that wings are somehow important.
And I clearly can't go to anyone here with this . . . problem. So when you're able to stop laughing long enough to pick yourself up off the floor, because I know that's what you're doing, get over here. I'll be in my bathroom. Use your key to get into the suite.
Not a word to anyone.
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Date: 2007-05-03 09:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-03 09:59 pm (UTC)From: {Pietro}
That would mean someone else gets involved, which is contrary to the whole point. I'll wait.
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Date: 2007-05-03 10:03 pm (UTC)...try a hot shower. Yes, I know it might be a bit gross but what ELSE are you going to do for two hours? And it is in your bathroom.
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Date: 2007-05-03 10:06 pm (UTC)From: {Pietro}
I was going to do that anyway. Thorough personal hygiene and very strong, preferably just a touch acrid soap are your first line of defense against nosy ferals.