Playing by the rules, unless you're the Master.

So I thought I could have a normal, easy, and nice trip in London.
Nope, everything that could make me have a meltdown happened. Aside from the totally cool and awesome roommate, I was lost on the first few days. I got a SIM card at the airport, had trouble with it, got it to kinda work, and now it's just in my unlocked phone sitting on my desk.
I'm currently sick and I'm not sure when it will go away. I haven't gone to the store to get medicine because I've been so tired and not feeling up to walking.
Today, however, I feel more prepared.

Now, for the plot twist. Oh yes, there really is a real life plot twist going on.

This guy, O, started talking to me as I was heading to the airport on Jan. 12. Now, his name is the same name, kinda, as my boyfriend. I even asked if it was him because at the beginning he played a game. He made me guess who it was.
Anyway, long story, trying to make short, O, is apparently not my boyfriend, but a person I can talk to. My "actual" boyfriend hasn't really talked to me since that day.
Now I don't know if you guys understand, but I gave O 3 security questions. He answered two of them correctly. The third was a stupid question so that is a pass.

Now, I'm currently talking to O about my boyfriend, life in London, problems, my sickness, and just fillers for conversation. He talks like he doesn't know me personally, but he talks like he knows me on a friend level.

I don't know guys, I'll keep talking to O, but this time I'll just watch what I say.

Bye! I'm off to get medicine.
A❤