4:44 p.m. Trina wrote:
Too late.
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8:12 p.m. Nicky-Rose wrote:
What have you done?
8:13 p.m. Trina wrote:
Saved us.
8:46 p.m. Nicky-Rose wrote:
WTF you used my email address to lure that girl off the ship.
8:46 p.m. Trina wrote:
It would be you who’d email her, not me.
8:47 p.m. Nicky-Rose wrote:
She’s dead by now for all we know.
8:48 p.m. Trina wrote:
She was dealing drugs, she knew the risks. Anyway, she was trash, no one will come looking for her.
8:49 p.m. Nicky-Rose wrote:
WTF?
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10:32 p.m. Trina wrote:
Ricardo says we should have told her to leave her passport FFS. I didn’t realize. It needs to go back onto the ship to her room. It won’t be hard because her roommate has gone. But they need a woman to put it back. He can’t go to the women’s corridor and doesn’t trust anyone on board.
10:33 p.m. Nicky-Rose wrote:
FFS Trina whatever this is I am not part of it. You do it.
10:34 p.m. Trina wrote:
She’s a Taylor Swift lookalike. I’m five-two and a solid four in flattering light.
10:34 p.m. Nicky-Rose wrote:
WTF?
10:39 p.m. Trina wrote:
R left the ship with her. If he signs back in with you, in a hoodie, he can swing it with the guy. You just need to find her room, plant the passport, then go to the loading bay and he’ll give you a hi-vis marked Port Crew. You slip off the ship that way.
10:39 p.m. Nicky-Rose wrote:
No.