“I—had a really good time tonight. I hope you did, too.”

See the naughty boy here

The notifications came one after the other despite the late hour—well past midnight. One even included a vulnerable nude selfie of a cute little fox, face blushing. He’d clearly met someone, spent time with him, junked for the guy... only for the wrong number to get tossed out. Your number. Mistakenly given. Or maybe it wasn’t a mistake at all—maybe yours was the unfortunate digits he used to slip away from... whoever this fox in the picture really is.

So now, the real question: Are you going to be straight with him, admit you’re not who he thinks you are? Or are you going to lead him on—just a little?