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To: Frost, Emma
From: Gavin, Jake jr
Subject: The bitch is back

The Louis Vuitton attachè case?

I remember no Louis Vuitton -- ah. That thing. I think I trashed it. Or possibly I gave it to that nice Casiraghi girl...

Remember, don't shoot the messenger!

At least not again.

Do you have any idea how annoying that is?

I'm desperately bored, by the way. How do you stand it? Why do people take vacations?

Also, Manuel de la Rocha AND Shinobi Shaw?

You're insane, dear.

And, yeah, I'm a woman now.





To: Worthington III
From: Gavin, Jake jr
Subject: RE: RE: Insufferable Brats and Manhattan

I take back everything I ever said about you. You're obviusly a true gentleman. Have already raided Betsy's closet for clothes to wear.

And, Sirius Black. Incredibly handsome, tortured shapeshifter, what does that say, if not Jake Gavin jr?

Jake

ps
I'm not going anywhere near your hallway again. I'm too traumaticed.





To: Marko, Cain
From: Gavin, Jake
Subject: Furniture

Mr. Marko,

Is it possible to get some comfortable chairs up to my room? And possibly another bookcase? And various other things. Or should I just go shopping?


Jake




To: Wisdom
From: Gavin, Jake
Subject: Pubcrawl

Wisdom!

When did you get back?

Who cares?

Save me!

Give me alcohol.

There are teenagers here.

And they angst.

And play Christmas songs.

I can't take it any more.


Jake

Comments

re: Furniture

[x-juggernaut.livejournal.com]

See me if something's broken, not if the decor clashes. A lady like you should have a pretty good credit limit, and I'm sure you could take some of the more shop-happy members of the Teen Girl Squad with you.

Re: Furniture

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

You're depressing.

All right, is there at least somewhere I can stash these damn chairs? They mock me. I can tell.

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To: Gavin, Jake jr
From: Frost, Emma
Subject: Re: The bitch is back

Jake, darling, I shot *at* you, I never actually shot you. If I'd been meaning to actually shoot you, believe me, you'd have stayed shot.

Don't worry, my sweet. The entertainment is back in town; you need never be bored again. The first thing we do is take you shopping for a fabulous new wardrobe. I suspect you don't have the first clue.

Emma.

re: re: The bitch is back

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Emma, darling, I'm not even a member of your merry gang of Masquerading freaks, I refuse to dress like one.

That being said, I'm growing increasingly certain that purple is not my colour...


Jake.

[x-celsis.livejournal.com]

Well, it is fair to say that you're dressing like a blind woman, dear heart. But I was thinking something with a little more elan.

[x-courier.livejournal.com]

Emma,

I think the pale blue dress with the pink flowers have plenty elan.

Okay, no.

Take me shopping. I need women´s clothes.


Jake

Re: Pubcrawl.

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You think they're getting to you? Walk a mile in my shoes, sunbeam. There's a bar in town called Harry's. Give me a day or two to catch up on sleep a few other things, and then we'll go and get several large drinks.

Pete.