Julian

[Faye Stanley]

ooc. just going to assume that addie filled faye in on everything!
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Julian Whatever Your Last Name Is,

Honestly, mate, it seems to me as if you need someone to sort your life out, because where I'm sitting you've obviously not got a clue what you're doing. It's kind of pathetic, and it's kind of awkward, and it's making life pretty uncomfortable for everyone involved. Even me. And I promised I wouldn't get involved in this weird creepy thing you've all got going on, but to be honest, I'm just saving myself, because let's face it: if things go on this way I'll go back to school and drown in the sexual tension and angst that's sure to be radiating from you and Ainsley and god knows who the fuck else. 

I really don't have time for that.

Could you just do everyone a favour, chill the fuck out and make everything simple? A great method of sorting out your life would be to say something along the lines of "hey, Ainsley, sorry I boned Astraia. But I really fancy you, so what do you think of going out sometime?" Like, you've got a choice. Either you get to fuck up again and again and again and drown in the angst and confusion or else you could potentially get to be sitting in the Three Broomsticks with the girl you fancy having a whale of a time.

Jesus, I can't believe I wasted four minutes writing to you.

Also, make sure Astraia's cool with you and the fact that you two banged but you're not even into her. I mean, her taste is questionable and all now, but still. The girl deserves that at least.

Faye

[Julian Delaire]

ooc - that's perfect, she probably did! we can do addie/faye owls too, if you like? i'm sure that was an amusing conversation haha (also i apologize in advance for julian being a total idiot here; this is par for the course for him)

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It's Delaire and literally all the teachers call us by our last names so,

Thanks ever so much for the offer, but I already have a self-appointed life coach, and he's yelled at me enough already. Is he the one who told you to 'waste four minutes of your life' writing me this letter? Don't let him fool you; I know I can be a dick, but he's an idiot, and you should know that because he's in your House, for Merlin's sake. I would definitely hate for you to drown in our sexual tension and angst. That would truly be a tragedy.

You know what, I am trying to make things right, okay? But I'm not going to apologize for having sex with someone, especially when that happened before all the drama that, I don't know, Caleb or Addie or whoever, has filled you in on. I can sleep with whoever I want. So can Ainsley. We're friends. Just friends. And you act like it's guaranteed she'll say yes to me if I asked her out. Which doesn't strike me as remotely possible at this point, sorry to inform you.

Not that I need to tell you this, but I saw Astraia the other day and things are fine with us, thanks for your concern, I'm sure she appreciates it. I did apologize to her, in case you were wondering, and she understands. Everything's good on that front, thanks very much.

Say - do you know anything about a guy named Leo?

Julian