A few days ago, I got a message from "RP" on Messenger. I was in the mood for mischief, so answered (I know...okay? Breaking all the rules.) This one was very articulate. And fun. He did talk me into going on Telegram, which I'm not proud of as I hate the damn app. 3 days later, we were madly in love. I was darlin' and he was babe.
This morning the weirdest thing. I got the usual "Good morning, darlin'". And immediately after a copy and paste greeting wishing me all sorts of comfort and delights, all of which I have read before. Ending with 'my dear'. Nonononono!
Then another beautiful text from babe and another badly written and badly punctuated missive from the nitwit. This went on until I deleted the lot for all sides!! Why had I done that? Why didn't I want the lovely greetings? Was I tired. Was I on my way to work?
Of course, they rely on these texts to keep everything and everyone straight. Naughty me!
Were they in a turf war for any money I might produce? Did they not see what was happening? Just surreal.
As usual, it's a mixture of relief and sadness that it's over. Even though I knew what was going on, I still felt a bit special for those few days.
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