To: [Hayseed], [Jay], [Forge], [Kat], [Angelo], [Terry]

From: [Jubilee]

Subject:

Paige, Jay. Look, I know you're angry right now. But I thought you might like a little explanation from the person who came up with the idea in the first place. Jay, you and I don't know each other all that well. You kinda got added in because you seemed hugely bummed after what happened, and didn't seem particularly willing to talk about it. When I talked to Terry, she said you had, and Forge told me he thought you'd be okay, so I quit worrying about you.

Suitemates of Guthries, the name at least, was just because these things always seem to have shortened versions of their names and it seemed cute at the time.

Let me say right now, this wasn't a group formed to talk about you behind your back because 'you were too difficult'. And it wasn't formed to force you to talk about things, not if you didn't want to.

I formed it because I was worried about Paige. You co-exist in a room a couple of feet from a person, you see when they aren't dealing. Only, it looked like every time someone tried to talk to you that you either bit their head off, or pretended everything was fine.

I talked to Kitty and found out she was worried too. And so, I thought, get people together who are worried so at least they can talk about it. And hopefully between all of us, we could figure out some way to help. That's all it was about. It wasn't some secret society to bitch about you guys, or force you into anything.

I was just worried, and I wanted to help. That's all.

If you're angry, then be angry at me, not the others. It was my idea and obviously a bad one.

I'm sorry.

~Jubilee.

PS: To the others. Only adding you in so you know I've said something about it all.