from: buttercup@icloud.com
subject: assumptions
to: lonewolf@hotmail.com
Dear Lone Wolf,
Sorry for the waiting (even though you probably have more things to think about than that girl you're occasionally exchanging emails with) ! My stupid self couldn't find the password for this email account and of course, I didn't save it... So yeah, I'm back.
It's kind of sad to admit the only person I have to talk to left is someone I've never seen. My life has been turned upside down in matter of a week, I actually feel like my life could be the eight story from Woman Times Seven. Since you're a watcher and I am a miserable piece of shit who needs to talk, I think we could both enjoy this.
By the way, I won't be using real names for the sake of our fake identities thingy.
Maybe 2 or three days ago, I found out my boyfriend, let's call him Brad, was cheating on me with my best friend, let's call her Tracie. How did I find out?
I was offering Brad a special visit to announce him good news, however, when I came up to his room, I found him kissing, and oh, touching Tracie's boobs, who has a boyfriend who doesn't even know about it yet, I should probably tell him. I decided to quickly rip off his heart, (metaphorically, kinda) leave with my dignity.
I drove to my friend's house, let's call her Natasha. Long story short, all my entourage knew about the affair.
I hope my crappy life is entertaining.
sinceramente,
Buttercup
YOU ARE READING
emails | jeronica
Fanfictionit all started with a tumblr post. or when a raven haired princess and a serpent prince start exchanging emails without knowing who they are talking to. inspired by simon vs. the homo sapiens agenda, though it's not the same storyline. daily updates.
