To my enemies

James and Cassandra, what the fuck is wrong with you? It's not enough that you're being paid to do something that you studied to do; it's not enough that you're sociable and well-liked within the Wellington bullshitter circles; you had to have my mana as well. I've said no every which way. It's ironic that all this happened while I was crushing on Chloe, and in fact y'all used that crush as an excuse to stalk me further. Pot calling the kettle black, though at least I nailed my flag to the mast and actually bothered to try and meet Ms. Swarbrick. - You two are toxic, and we didn't co-write the script. The downside of ducking my repeated and consistent offers of mediation is that you can't prove we're friends. Literally haven't spoken to Cass, ever. Sorta disproves it. Behave like adults, not overgrown children moaning cos their favourite toy was taken away from them over IP issues.