( mssg » blaine | sent ) Um. I dunno. It had my name on it so I opened it. ( mssg » blaine | sent ) When were you going to tell me about the elevator?
( mssg » dave | sent ) Oh God, Dave.. ( mssg » dave | sent ) I’m so sorry. I was going to tell you.. I wrote it down. I was going to give that to you. I couldn’t do it. I should have but I couldn’t and I never meant for you to find out like this. ( mssg » dave | sent ) Can we please talk? Am I even allowed to ask? I understand if the answer is no. Just–whatever happens? Know that I’m so so sorry.
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