Jenna:Yeah, what’s up?
Fern:Sooo not long after I gave Haven that hamper, I was sitting in my car, you know, just preparing to drive home, when I noticed Haven coming outside of her house. She was carrying all these boxes that looked rly familiar to me so I kind of waited to see what she was doing with them. I thought maybe I’d given her too much baked goods and she was gonna give some to the neighbors ...
Jenna:Oh no. Tell me she didn’t do anything bad??
Fern:Well.
I attach the photos I took earlier of the breads in the trash and hold my breath as the pictures load. When they finally do, the reactions are as explosive as I’d hoped.
Jenna:What the Fuck???
Lisa:Is that the trash can??? Wait, what’s going on???
Fern:Yeah. She threw away all of the bread that I’d baked for her. Literally, every single one of them.
Jenna:What!! Why the hell would she do that??
Lisa:That is so wrong, omg. I mean, especially considering how many people are struggling to make ends meet right now?? To throw away food like this isDisgusting.
Jenna:And let’s not forget the amount of effort you’ve put into it. I mean, my god, you even made cinnamon rolls from scratch! That is so much bread you gave her, it must’ve taken you the entire day
Fern:It did, yeah. I spent all of yesterday on them. I used my sourdough starter because I read that sourdough is good for diabetics and I thought maybe her dad could enjoy them ...
Lisa:This is crazy!! I don’t understand it. Are you sure they’re your breads, Fern? Could they be like, Haven had a lot of stale bread lying around and so when she got your gift she was like, “Oh, I should throw all this old stuff away to make room for Fern’s stuff!”
Oh geez. Come on, Lisa, I groan inwardly. Can’t you not switch back and forth between teams for once in your life? Have some loyalty, for god’s sake.
Fern:No, these are the ones I made her. I recognize them. Hard not to when I spent the whole day making them
Jenna:Oh god. This is SO wrong! We should confront her about it
Fern:Yeah ... IDK though, I’m scared of her. You know, after the whole thing back in school ... you guys don’t know how mean she can be. I watched her dump all this freshly baked bread into the trash bin and then stomp on the cardboard boxes like she was truly enraged. It was so disturbing. I don’t think I want to confront her. It’ll just blow up into a whole thing
Lisa:It feels so wrong not to say anything though
Jenna:Yeah!
Fern:I know. But for myself, it’s enough knowing that you guys know the truth about Haven, at least. That I’m not just the crazy one making things up
Jenna:You are definitely not the crazy one! My god, Fern. She’s really messed you up, hasn’t she? Okay, how about this: we don’t need to confront her because like you said, we have no idea what she might do, but we can’t just keep this to ourselves. I’m going to tell Marissa. She and I DM quite a bit and I think she’s trustworthy
Lisa:Ohhh that’s a good idea! Yeah, spread it to the others over DMs so everyone knows the truth about Haven!
Fern:Hmm ... I guess ... but I don’t want this to be just us gossiping about her. That doesn’t feel right to me. I don’t wanna gossip
Lisa:It’s not gossiping! Omg Fern! It’s more like warning people away from her because she is a freaking snake
Jenna:Lisa’s right. I think we have a responsibility to tell the others the truth so that they can make an informed decision about whether they want to remain friendly with Haven or whatever. I mean, if the tables were turned and I were the rest of the group, I’d want to be told. I wouldn’t want to continue interacting with Haven thinking she’s a good person when there’s actual hard evidence showing she’s not
Fern:You’re right. I’m just so scared about what she’ll do to me
Lisa:Well, we don’t have to tell them that you took the photos
Fern:Kind of obvious since I’m the one who lives nearby and I’m the one who delivered the box in person ...
Lisa:Okay, how about we just tell them that we found out through some anonymous source that Haven threw out the gifts?
It seems obvious to me who the “anonymous source” would be (me), but I can’t think of another way of telling everyone else what Haven did without outing me as the informant. I weigh out the pros and cons and decide that Haven has way more to lose than I do in this situation.
