Quick background run: friend at Berkeley going out with girl, girl works at a store and maintains a Xanga (online journal) along with the masses.
So then, some weirdo with nothing better to do stumbles upon the girl's Xanga, who apparently is also from Berkeley..apparently reads all her entries..which in total can fill a mini-novel. He then starts IMing her for a little bit, which, is a tad weird but nothing out of the ordinary. Being the friendly person that she is, she doesn't mind it too much.
He starts to talk to her a lot more as of late, and she gets a bit creeped out by it..understandably so.
Today then is her b-day, and yesterday as she's about to forget about him, a guy comes by her WORK place..and actually comes in just a minute after her bf had left, goes up to her and asks "Are you [insert name here]?" She acts a bit suspicious but reluctantly says yes..he then proceeds to give her something and says "Don't open it until tomorrow", and then just leaves.
She then opens it a little later, and finds out that it's cotton candy..something she had mentioned to liking very much in her Xanga, and that the guy who stopped by was her adoring "fan".
And..in preparation of the obvious responses..given the nature of this story I don't think pics would be appropriate 😉
So then, some weirdo with nothing better to do stumbles upon the girl's Xanga, who apparently is also from Berkeley..apparently reads all her entries..which in total can fill a mini-novel. He then starts IMing her for a little bit, which, is a tad weird but nothing out of the ordinary. Being the friendly person that she is, she doesn't mind it too much.
He starts to talk to her a lot more as of late, and she gets a bit creeped out by it..understandably so.
Today then is her b-day, and yesterday as she's about to forget about him, a guy comes by her WORK place..and actually comes in just a minute after her bf had left, goes up to her and asks "Are you [insert name here]?" She acts a bit suspicious but reluctantly says yes..he then proceeds to give her something and says "Don't open it until tomorrow", and then just leaves.
She then opens it a little later, and finds out that it's cotton candy..something she had mentioned to liking very much in her Xanga, and that the guy who stopped by was her adoring "fan".
And..in preparation of the obvious responses..given the nature of this story I don't think pics would be appropriate 😉