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I Convinced a Children’s TV Presenter to Prank my Boyfriend for Christmas
You really CAN do anything you set your mind to — or you can get a celeb to do it
“I can’t believe how lucky I am to love you.”
It was 2021, sometime between summer and winter, a few months after meeting and falling for my boyfriend, my soulmate, Ben. I was, still am and will always be mesmerised by his very existence. He’s perfect. He’s everything I could ever want. He’s like a fictional character in that he is particularly unreal, and I can never be too sure that I haven’t just made him up, instead grasping hands with the molecules of air that make up my imaginary partner. I mean, I’m a writer. It could happen.
Anyway. It’s 2021. Tiny animated hearts burst around my head every time he walks into a room. An audience applauds — or maybe it’s just my heart pounding so frenetically at the sight of the bloke I’m obsessed with. I just can’t believe my luck in being able to call him mine.
Which is why I’d often tell him this, holding his handsome little face in my hands, staring into his cosmic latte eyes and whispering it, over and over, over and over, enchanted by everything about him. I wanted him to know how much he meant to me.
