I'd like to use the names of the real folks involved here, but I don't want anyone happening across this who shouldn't. You know how it goes, right, Nick?

So, Ginger and I had a talk -- "Wouldn't it be cool to just get some and not talk about it?" -- I guess you thought it would. Because you fired up that email and shot her a note about it. She's kept me up to date on what you've said. I know you don't want me to know, she's told me you've expressed concern.

I don't really care whom either of you sleep with. I mean, yeah, it is pretty shitty of you to cheat on your girlfriend with her, but that's up to you. What I can't believe is that even though you know that it will tear Sam to shreds, you are still willing to sleep with the girl he's in love with. How can you put the knife in his back like that?

I mean, sure you can plan to not tell anyone about the fling, but I already know. It hasn't happened, but I can't say a word, I'd betray the trust of a friend. Regardless, if it does go down, someone will fuck up, and it will get out, slowly but surely, it will get out. But for now, all I can do is watch as the date you've planned for this little humpfest comes hurdling toward the present.

Okay, again, why should I care?

Well, you're in the band, and Sam is in the band, now if you are fucking the girl Sam is in love with, fully knowing he'd murder you if he found out; what's to say that you won't turn around and fuck me just as hard? I mean, in your eyes, Sam and I are essentially the same, right?

I don't know why I'm writing this, I guess it's just a fleeting plea to God, or fate, or something to make it not happen. Something just to restore a small bit of my faith in humanity.

I keep trying to drop subtle hints to you, Nicky, but they slide right by. All the while, Ginger laughing at how badly you want to fuck her.

I really thought you were above this kind of thing. I really thought you'd have respect for the two people who'd lay on a shaking railroad track for you. I thought you'd be the kind of guy who'd not cheat on his girlfriend. I thought a lot of things, and I can see I was wrong. In here, everybody's gotta watch everybody else, I guess. And I know now that trusting you isn't a viable option in my life anymore.

But, in the end, all I really have for you is two words:

Please. Don't.

Jason