[E-Mail] To Tom.

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To: teliot@meridian.edu
From: adoyle@meridian.edu
Subject: My shit.
Date: September XX, 2009 10:07AM

Dude did you use one of my condoms and my lube?

-Doyle

Comments

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From: teliot@meridian.edu
Subject: Re: My shit.
Date: 12:46 AM September XX, 2009
To: adoyle@meridian.edu

I seem to have been incapable of seeing you in person during the day, and now you're asleep. Since your terseness suggests urgency, and brevity is the soul of Elizabethan wit, &c. &c. &c., the answer to your inquiry would be a resounding nay, given that I have no idea how in Christ's name I would find these things amongst the rest of your possessions.

Cordially:
Tom

[final_problem]

To: teliot@meridian.edu
From: adoyle@meridian.edu
Subject: Re: My shit.
Date: September XX, 2009 06:02AM

Oh then I guess you'd better know that some random person broke into our room while we were in class, took a condom and my lube out of my nightstand drawer, went off and had sex with it, then broke into our room again and put the bottle of lube back. So hey at least they're thoughtful sex burglars.

And in case you didn't parse that sarcasm, here's some Elizabethan wit: Buy your own fucking condoms and lube and keep your hands off mine.

-Doyle

[final_problem]

[OOC Note: In fact, Tom will return from classes to find that there is a box of condoms and a bottle of lube on his bed. Brand new. With a note that reads: "<3 Doyle".]

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From: teliot@meridian.edu
Subject: Re: My shit.
Date: 1:10 PM September XX, 2009
To: adoyle@meridian.edu

So you can't manage to organize anything on your side at all, but you know exactly where your sexual amenities are. At least you have priorities, good sir.

Tom

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((OOC: A small amount of cash, totaling roughly the cost of the condoms and lube, is left on Doyle's bed. With a note that reads: "Have yourself a well-earned beer."))