From: A.LF
<alf.weeknd@gmail.com >
To: P.BG
<pbg.prada@gmail.com >
Sent: Monday, 25 Dec 2023, 00:12
Subject: I'm freaking out with class
I feel faint.
I had to sit down. I'm definitely feeling faint.
You've been thinking I was living in Manchester?
Love, I live in London too.
Damn cunt of the bloody pits of hell, I can't believe we've been living in the same bloody city all this time. What the hell? I thought you were living far away from me and you were here, in my reach?
Of fuckity course, I want to try this with you.
You don't need to go to there, P, I'm in London.
I can't believe this is actually happening. We've been living in the same place for two years, I could have been with you, helping you, and I had no bloody idea.
Alright, I get the busy timetables, mine's packed too. I'll totally be with you for Valentine's day, I also have a business dinner that night, but even if I get into trouble for missing out, I'll be with you. It'll be our Valentine's Day, our first of many.
I'll be counting the days to meet you.
Until February, love.
Yours,
- A ❤️