My Dearest AB,
Your ex-boyfriend, the ginger circa 2000, was on my flight to Manchester, UK today. It was kind of weird and sort of creepy. The man hasn't changed a bit, with the exception of his wedding band and facial hair. Our only conversation was him accusing me of having gone to the LHS; I told him jokingly to get off the plane and that made him look awfully uncomfortable which amused me greatly. How bizarre, how bizarre.