To: Colonial Heathen
Sent: 11:14 AM
Having a good trip, love?
To: Idiot Royal
Sent: 11:16 AM
Fantastic. Asshole. -____-
To: Colonial Heathen
Sent: 11:17 AM
Ouch, right in the self-esteem — I’m wounded, Syd. You could almost say that I’m in physical pain.
To: Idiot Royal
Sent: 11:20 AM
This is your fault, you know. That I have to ride for 6 fucking hours in a car full of Dobry girls so I can go to your stupid friends’ wedding wincing every time we hit a minor bump in the road.
To: Colonial Heathen
Sent: 11:21 AM
MY fault? I believe your exact words were “Fuck me raw — harder, asshole — nngh, I want to feel you for WEEKS —” I think I’m pretty much in the clear.
To: Idiot Royal
Sent: 11:23 AM
Whatever. Think what you want, but we aren’t sharing a hotel room.
To: Colonial Heathen
Sent: 11:24 AM
Oh, come now — you mean to tell me that last night wasn’t worth a minor bit of discomfort?
To: Idiot Royal
Sent: 11:27 AM
It isn’t exactly MINOR, Justin.
To: Colonial Heathen
Sent: 11:28 AM
I’ll make it up to you in New York..?
To: Idiot Royal
Sent: 11:35 AM
…fine. But you have a LOT of making up to do.
To: Colonial Heathen
Sent: 11:37 AM
Looking forward to it. ;)
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