A guy I worked with had a long-distance relationship with this girl he’d yet to meet in person.
Then, suddenly, she told him she could fly out and meet him in a month. At the time,
he lived in the basement of his folks’ place—not something he had
disclosed earlier in their chats. In a panic, he got a new apartment.
Then he went to one of those furniture rental places and rented an entire apartment’s
worth of furniture: a couch, tables, a dining set, a bedroom suite, a TV, etc.
The whole apartment was filled with rental furniture, which, if you don’t know,
gets expensive really quickly. So after all this, the girl finally showed up.
They went to his apartment, and that’s when she told him that they should break up.
She didn’t want to do it over text and without meeting him at least once.
She thought it wouldn’t be fair to him. She stayed one night and got on the plane the next day.
Apparently, her stop in our city was just an extended layover as she was heading to Europe to tour with friends.
