Mister Gatsby, sir?
We’re all out of milk.
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@ask-jay-gatsby
POST: LONG ISLAND, NY. 1922
Dear Ewing,
What?? Have you been here this whole time, old sport?? I thought you fled months ago.
Milk delivery will resume tomorrow morning.
Sincerely and emphatically,
Jay Gatsby
Jay,
Fled? What for? I mean, I suppose I haven’t played piano for you in awhile, but I’ve still been here. Though, I’m awake during the nights primarily. That’s when I tend to wander.
Splendid, thank you!
Best,
Ewing














