25-07-2023, 09:09 AM
(This post was last modified: 29-07-2023, 10:36 AM by NightOwl. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
UPDATE 1
TRISHA
My husband and I recently moved into a gated community. We are in our late 20s and hoping to raise our family in this gated community.
The gated community was like a little oasis in the desert; a safe, quiet place surrounded by a wooden fence and lush greenery. It was a place where the sun was always shining, the birds were always singing, and the people were always happy. The streets were wide and clean, lined with colourful flowers and manicured lawns. It was a peaceful place, a place of safety and security.
The houses were all different, but they all had the same theme of luxury and comfort. The stone facades gave each house its own personality. The houses were all connected by a network of sidewalks, and there was a central park with a playground and a pool.
The gated community was a close-knit neighbourhood with people who looked out for each other. There were many events, such as movie nights, picnics and holiday celebrations, and everyone was always eager to participate.
It was a place where people could feel safe and secure, relax, and enjoy life. It was a place of peace and serenity.......until something happened one day.
Everyone got a Wifi, and I named mine 'Trisha'. I named it after me.
Yesterday, while manually connecting my wifi on my laptop, I noticed a wifi name 'Hi Trisha'. I was surprised, and at the same time, a faint giggle escaped my lips.
"What is it?" Arun, my husband, who was knotting his tie, enquired.
"I got a secret admirer", I sound amused.
"What?" Arun craned his neck to look at me.
"Look. He said, 'Hi' ", I pointed my laptop towards him.
It took a few seconds for Arun to realise the gist of the situation.
"And you are laughing? Trisha, you got a stalker!!!" Arun exclaimed.
Yes, moving into a gated community meant staying safe, and this stranger was defeating that purpose.
"I am going to call the security...and security officer." Arun had already rolled his sleeves and was about to call somebody.
" Oh come on. This..this is a harmless prank. Don't make a fuss.Lemme handle it my way." I urge smugly.
"What's you gonna do? Why are you being goofy." Arun was anxious.
"Relax, Darling ", I smile again while typing the IP address on the browser, "I am about to break my admirer's heart."
I quickly changed my wifi name to 'Trisha is married'.
"Happy?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Not really." Arun snorted.
I thought the message was subtle and would discourage this stalker.
However, the next day, when I checked the list of wifi names again, I noticed that the other person had changed their wifi name to 'Better'.
The gated community is so safe that this flirtatious stalker of mine suddenly gives me the thrill of pursuing something unsafe.
Now I'm worried about who this person is?
TRISHA
My husband and I recently moved into a gated community. We are in our late 20s and hoping to raise our family in this gated community.
The gated community was like a little oasis in the desert; a safe, quiet place surrounded by a wooden fence and lush greenery. It was a place where the sun was always shining, the birds were always singing, and the people were always happy. The streets were wide and clean, lined with colourful flowers and manicured lawns. It was a peaceful place, a place of safety and security.
The houses were all different, but they all had the same theme of luxury and comfort. The stone facades gave each house its own personality. The houses were all connected by a network of sidewalks, and there was a central park with a playground and a pool.
The gated community was a close-knit neighbourhood with people who looked out for each other. There were many events, such as movie nights, picnics and holiday celebrations, and everyone was always eager to participate.
It was a place where people could feel safe and secure, relax, and enjoy life. It was a place of peace and serenity.......until something happened one day.
Everyone got a Wifi, and I named mine 'Trisha'. I named it after me.
Yesterday, while manually connecting my wifi on my laptop, I noticed a wifi name 'Hi Trisha'. I was surprised, and at the same time, a faint giggle escaped my lips.
"What is it?" Arun, my husband, who was knotting his tie, enquired.
"I got a secret admirer", I sound amused.
"What?" Arun craned his neck to look at me.
"Look. He said, 'Hi' ", I pointed my laptop towards him.
It took a few seconds for Arun to realise the gist of the situation.
"And you are laughing? Trisha, you got a stalker!!!" Arun exclaimed.
Yes, moving into a gated community meant staying safe, and this stranger was defeating that purpose.
"I am going to call the security...and security officer." Arun had already rolled his sleeves and was about to call somebody.
" Oh come on. This..this is a harmless prank. Don't make a fuss.Lemme handle it my way." I urge smugly.
"What's you gonna do? Why are you being goofy." Arun was anxious.
"Relax, Darling ", I smile again while typing the IP address on the browser, "I am about to break my admirer's heart."
I quickly changed my wifi name to 'Trisha is married'.
"Happy?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Not really." Arun snorted.
I thought the message was subtle and would discourage this stalker.
However, the next day, when I checked the list of wifi names again, I noticed that the other person had changed their wifi name to 'Better'.
The gated community is so safe that this flirtatious stalker of mine suddenly gives me the thrill of pursuing something unsafe.
Now I'm worried about who this person is?