For my sins, I didn't completely walk away from my RPs for another few days. Even after I was offered the opportunity to buy a "fan card" at one of 3 levels I kept going. I gave a false address and was told I must be in to pay the courier. The "nitwit" one did the negotiating. When I complained to "babe", he didn't seem to know what the "nitwit" was up to!
This gets surreal again now!!
I had chronic toothache for 3 days and couldn't sleep. "Babe" talked with me for hours at a time on every subject under the sun. He was genuinely kind though I learnt very little else about him.
It became obvious that "babe" took the night shift and "nitwit" the day. I made sure I wasn't around much during the day!! Eventually, I got a "sweet" message to say that as we were so in love, it was time to meet up. Could his manager call me to arrange it? No...I actually live very near you, I'll catch the train. Sneaky me!! But ...I have to be vetted first. For an exorbitant fee, no doubt!
I went offline for the next few hours, then said "no" and "goodbye".
(A bit later, I got a message asking if I was willing to talk if he owned up to being a young Nigerian boy named Billab. He was quite sweet and we talked occasionally for 3 days. Eventually, I did what I should have done at the start. Blocked.)
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