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Subject: Urgent!

January 5th – 10:06am

Nichols Nipples,

How was your night out last night? Mine was alright. I am bored as fuck right now in my office because I just don't want to start the year yet, you know? Even though I'm saying all this shit right now, we both know that I'll jump straight into work after I send you this email.

A long year has just passed, and I hope Sylvie won't follow me around anymore. New year, new life, right? This year, I promise myself to focus on work and in helping my mom. And if I find time, maybe in helping you too. ;) We are going to find you a woman who will make you scream all night and will make sure that you have a hard time walking the next day after a night full of fucking. Too much? But really, we'll find her. I don't want to find my woman. I just want to be celibate and be a stone-cold, loveless lesbian for the rest of my life (no shit. I don't even think I will find 'the one') HAHA.

Oh. But I think I've broken that being celibate thing already because I had a one-night romp last night with this chick. The thing is, it doesn't feel right anymore. It doesn't fill the void anymore. Maybe when we were younger, it did but now, no. Am I just saying this? I'm just saying this, right? But no. I don't think so. I just want to find one person that I can be with, you know? And to not be looked at like a piece of meat in clubs and bars. Hey! I'm human too!

Enough about me. I'm sorry if I'm letting my stress out through this email. I just hate it when Sylvie still emails me and messages me non-stop on my flip phone (don't get me started. I love my flip-phone despite it being the 21st century). I also hate that she couldn't understand that I never really loved her and that I want her to leave me alone. Sorry that's the leftover alcohol talking. But you know what I mean. She's crazy as fuck.

I feel like I'm a teenager ranting out useless stuff to my best friend. Oh well, that's what best friends are for, right? No matter how old we are, I still come to you for these kinds of shit and you can't do anything about it.

I have a new account to handle today and I hope I meet people who are nice this time because the last account that I handled were bitches and assholes glued together in this pottery company who wanted me to distribute their "hand-crafted" vases across Europe and Asia. I bitched out and you know the rest. And those vases? Definitely not hand-crafted.

Anyway, this is getting too long and boring. Beer at my place tonight? You can bring whoever. Pizza's on me. I need to get this stress out of my chest. A new year has just started FFS!

See you, Nick!

Alex

P.S. I accidentally bumped into this girl at the bar last night who was really bitchy, but I just took off because I wasn't having any of her fit. Will tell you all about it later.

A/N: Tell me what you think? :) The story is almost complete. Reviews are highly appreciated!