Love in Brisbane

Two guys meet. Here's my number. Writes it on his arm. Not legible enough. So the text goes to a wrong number. He wasn't being ghosted.

Luckily when I met my boyfriend, we exchanged phone numbers. I couldn't read his & called two wrong numbers. We may not have seen each other ever again. But he was able to read my number & called. Thank goodness for clear handwriting.

If that happened again, I would type the number into the phone & call right away to confirm. Love is worth the extra step.