E-Mails to Adrienne and Manuel

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To: [The Great Escape]
From: [Left at the Altar]
Subject: What the fuck?

Okay, so I gave you a couple days time to get over it, hit things, think, whatever. So, now I am asking: What the fuck happened between you and de la Rocha to make you totally evade questions and ditch out like you suddenly realized the spouse of the person you were having an affair with was coming up the driveway? Seriously, you don't usually just walk the fuck out on me.

-M.

To: [Manuel]
From: [Morgan]
Subject: What the fuck did you do to Adrienne?

So I'm hanging out with my mate the other day, she brings up the fact that she's not bringing something up which eventually turns out to be related to you. When I asked she got really down with the evasion tactics, would only say that she threw up after dinner with you and then walked out on me, which she has never done before no matter how many buttons of hers I insist on pushing. So I am asking you in no uncertain terms: What the fuck happened that she's being so dodgy about because unless she's developed a model-level bulimia addiction I can't think of why she'd ditch like that. Best I can figure is it has something to do with you two and your dinner the other night.

-Morgan

P.S. Evasion is really not the way to handle this e-mail either in case you were considering.

Comments

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To: [The Great Escape]
From: [Left at the Altar]
Subject: re: What the fuck?

It's embarrassing is understandable, but after you said you didn't want to talk about exactly what happened you ditched me like a schoolgirl ditches her panties on prom night. So explain. Or I will come over there, tie you up for reasons entirely different from why I want to tie someone else up and sit on you until you speak.

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From: [The Great Escape]
To: [Left at the Altar]
Subject: re: What the fuck?


This is one of those times where I want to be alone on the boat and the water can catch me.

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To: [The Great Escape]
From: [Left at the Altar]
Subject: re: What the fuck?

And I will find you, tie you down to the bed for entirely non-sexy time reasons and use a crop and/or flogger and/or whip to find out what is going on.

Electro or watertorture is also possible.

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From: [The Great Escape]
To: [Left at the Altar]
Subject: re: What the fuck?


Good luck with that finding part.

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To: [The Great Escape]
From: [Left at the Altar]
Subject: re: What the fuck?

Don't worry, I won't need luck.

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From: [The Great Escape]
To: [Left at the Altar]
Subject: re: What the fuck?

That sounds scary. Listen, just calm down, alright? Jeez, if you want the gossip so badly we can talk about it.

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To: [The Great Escape]
From: [Left at the Altar]
Subject: re: What the fuck?

Considering I asked you point blank and you said almost nothing and then walked out on me I don't qualify it as "gossip." I don't give a fuck about gossip. I don't even listen to gossip. Why the fuck would I have sent you the email I originally did if I just wanted fucking gossip and thought that's all it was?

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From: [The Great Escape]
To: [Left at the Altar]
Subject: re: What the fuck?


Would you please calm down? I was upset about what happened- that's why I was evading. I'm classifying it as gossip because that's how it got around to certain people. Apparently Jubilee has been gossipping about Manuel and I. I was upset and I handled it the way I knew how, which was by walking away. I'm sorry I upset you. I drank too much with Manuel and ended up incredibly ill and woke up in bed with him the next morning. A couple days after I walked out on you, the gossip started and Remy LeBeau approached me to try and catch Manuel guilty of using his powers to rape me. I'd already used my own powers to tell myself that I hadn't had sex with him, but LeBeau put the idea into my head that maybe Manuel had manipulated my emotions to get me drunk with the intention of having sex with me. Again, I handled it badly. LeBeau made me go see a shrink. I pretended she was you, which was the only way I put up with her prying. She was convinced I was not manipulated. I emailed Manuel to tell him as much, and have found out that LeBeau had already spoken to him. I even protected him from LeBeau- didn't tell LeBeau that while Manuel was putting me to bed he begged me not to tell LeBeau what was going on.
Anyway, that's all of the incredibly embarrassing story.

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To: [Frost]
From: [Lennox]
Subject: re: What the fuck?

LeBeau tried to convince you Manuel tried to rape you? Good to know.

You were the one who brought anything up in the first place. Since when do you bring things up that you in no way want to talk about? You brought it up, you threw out some stupid piece of information which was OBVIOUSLY not the whole story, walked out and then even refused to say anything in an email two days later? Over throwing up and waking up in bed with Manuel. Fucking lovely.

I'm done with this. Consider the concern terminated.

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From: [Frost]
To: [Lennox]
Subject: re: What the fuck?

No, he didn't try to convince me. He was actually very protective. He just wanted the truth. It was a possibility that had happened in the past so that was what he was worried had happened again. But he wasn't in any way wanting to believe that it had happened again.

But I did give you the whole story! I told you I got drunk with Manuel. That was the story. That's all it was in the end. I walked out because that embarrassed me. And then you started emailing and I didn't know what was going on, I didn't know if Manuel had been using his powers on me, but I didn't want to ignore you because I didn't want you to worry, but I didn't want you to worry with the emails either...
I'm sorry. I reacted badly out of confusion and embarrassment. I know I don't deserve your concern and I'm grateful for having had it, and I understand you're feeling like you got the run around here.