Chandler,
at first I was excited about coming home from work and getting two mails from you because I liked the way you answered my questions and told me stuff about you. But then I read your second mail and I don't know why... but I was quite disappointed that you run away. And lied to me. I mean what did you think, I would do or say something to your friends? I don't know what you look like so you guys were just a few people who enjoyed my dishes to me. Okay I know if you stayed you would know what I look like ... is that why you freaked out? Does this scare you that much? I told you that I like you and that wouldn't have changed even if we met this evening. Are you afraid of that? That I didn't like you in real life? What's going on with you?
Why did you lie about that moth-thing? You're scared of dogs, so what? Okay I like dogs a lot, but that is not a reason for me to not write to you again. I mean I told you I'm scared of animals dressed like humans, and you're the only one who knows that. Even my best friend Rachel doesn't know that.
Okay, I like you that's why I answer your questions although I'm a bit mad, no not just mad, I'm disappointed that you don't trust me in some ways.
1) I begun working as a chef after college. At Iridium's I have worked there for two and a half years.
2) I only have one brother. His name is Ross and he's one year older than me.
3) I don't know if I have a favourite word. I have to think about it before I can answer that question.
Now here are mine
1) Do you have a favourite word?
2) Do you have siblings?
3) Are you afraid of me or my reactions?
Bye, Monica.