This was my Christmas present from my college boyfriend. We’d been dating for years and were a rock solid couple – you know the type….everyone loves you being together and when it goes wrong, they’re more shook up than you. He was obsessed with Prince – and I mean obsessed. He dressed like him, tried to speak like him and even styled his hair like him. Side note: he also had a thing where he’d speak to me in Russian accent, but that’s a separate story. Being the kick ass girlfriend I was, I bought him tickets to see his idol. I brought them round to his house, and was just going to leave them on the counter. I went to write a little note to leave next to the tickets and opened a notepad I found lying on his kitchen counter. I found a note from a girl thanking him for last night and then her number. Gross.
