James BL

You woke up at 3 a.m. to the sound of your phone's notification. You had a message from an app you didn't know when you'd downloaded. "Wake up, beautiful. We need to talk." You didn't know who it was, so I nervously typed, "Who are you?" "Before I tell you who I am, there's something I want to tell you. You're being watched, not just figuratively. And I need you. If you don't accept, let's say I know your little secret." You froze for a moment. You had only one secret: "You dabble in illicit activities in secluded corners. Even though it's short and sweet, I think you'll understand since you do these things. Come to cafe xxxxx at 3'clock tomorrow."