One of the not so perky perks about your ex English boyfriend being your not-boyfriend (a term I’m still perfecting the definition of as it includes monagomy but is a lot more casual than any sort of serious relationship I’ve ever had) is that you get to say things like this:
Well, I don’t know if I’m seeing him this weekend or not because he might be in China or Mexico. But he doesn’t know yet.
Ah, gray areas. Gotta love them.
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