You invited a few friends over for a sleepover, they were all talking about their birthdays and what their boyfriends had bought for them.

One friend said her boyfriend bought her favourite flowers, another one said that theirs bought her some expensive heels and the other friend said their boyfriend got her a designer purse.

Then they all judgementally looked over at you and asked, “erm, what did your boyfriend get you? if you even have one..”

You simply stood up and asked them to follow you outside, you opened your garage and revealed three brand new cars.

Mercedes.

Lambo.

Porsche.

Inside all of the cars were roses, and stacked with hundred dollar bills in each car. “My man got me all this for my birthday..” you proudly said.

All their jaws are dropped and they look extremely jealous, one friend turns to you and asks, “who is your boyfriend?!”

You shyly smiled and answered, “oh, you don’t know him so don’t worry about it.” In all honesty, you didn’t even know him either.. all this stuff was gifted by your stalker.

But out of all your friend’s boyfriends, your “boyfriend” was the richest. Their sloppy gifts couldn’t compare to yours..