It had only been one night of messaging and laughing, but I knew you were special. From the moment you cracked me up with “No one moshes like the melancholic”, I was hooked. On my visit to Canterbury to meet up with my friend Gary and go to a board game night at Whitstable I said in the car that I’d been chatting to this girl and she’s so funny, and, whilst I didn’t mention it had one been 24 hours, I let it be known that I think she’s quite special and that I can’t wait to meet her when I’m home.

He smiled, wished me all the best. He could tell that I was happy.