TRANSCRIPT:
Nicole K: Natalie,
You are just a wee-bit conceited, aren’t we?
(J/K)
Natalie: Yes
Nicole K: Are you
still mad at ___? (At least a little
bit)?
Natalie: Yes
Nicole K: I don’t know
if I am or not. She thinks you and me
like Alecia more than her, because she asked me in advisory. Do you?
Natalie: Yes
Nicole K: I don’t
know if I do or not.
Natalie: What did you
tell her when she asked you?
Nicole K: W/B –
Nicole Sit by me at lunch!
Natalie: Well I might
sit by someone I like!
Nicole K: Nicole+Natalie+Alecia+Audrey
= B/F/F
Natalie: Yeah
There we go again, starting shit and causing drama. Poor ___.
I know the shit-talking was just as deep on her end, but that doesn’t
excuse us from being a couple of biznitches.
And I’m sensing a little pissed-offness in Nat’s tone throughout this
letter (“Well I might sit by someone I like!”).
Was it the “conceited” remark?
Soooooooorry! Let me make it up
to you by taking the pressure off and designing today’s lunch seating assignments. I’ll even put you in the middle, so you don’t
feel left out. You’re welcome!
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