Dear Brad from Dupont,

You are so not awesome. Getting your friend to call me at 3am last night to tell me that I'm a bitch is really not a smart move if you're trying to get me into bed. The night we met, we spoke for approximately two seconds before I left the bar, and I only gave you my number to prove a point to a friend. So I don't know why you got so upset when I didn't return your call. Honestly do you even remember who I am? Because I gotta admit you are a little hazy in my memory. Please grow a pair, and also never call me again.

Cheers,
CF

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