[sent in the early hours of Friday morning, between one and two]
[email to Preston's work account] Preston,
I'm not going to be at work tomorrow wait it's later today. I'm wallowing in self-loathing while nursing a hangover not feeling well. I'll let Mr. Sparke know.
[email to Anton's work account] Mr. Sparke,
I just sent an email to Preston, but I wanted to cover my bases. I'm not feeling well, so I won't be coming into work today. I think I had sex with one of your competitors in a limoI am an idiotI should never be allowed to drink I expect to be better by Monday. I should be done wallowing in self-pity by then Have a pleasant weekend.
[text to I. Hughes] Drinking buddy, I have a hypothetical question for you, if you have a moment.