Imagine it's Wednesday.

One minute you're at the gym, you're doing it, getting those steps in,

not thinking about pizza, and definitely not clock watching.

Oh, only 56 and a half more minutes left.

And the next, that'll do! You're a millionaire!

Lotto! Will you be next?

Play on app, the National Lottery.

Account terms, rules, procedures apply.

Players must be 18 or over.

The bird show is Abbey's dignity back in

intact after being ghosted.

I was down on my luck last week and it it was a big plot twist because up until Thursday at 6.59

PM I had thought that I had been gotten go I gotten ghosted by this guy and it was all

my fault I talked about this last week I was talking by this guy and it was all my fault. I talked about this last week. I was

talking with this guy that I matched with on Bumble. It was going really well. We were

chatting over Memorial Day weekend and then I said something really stupid because he told me in a previous message that he was

going golfing and he waited like a week to text me back so when he texted me

something else about golf I had completely forgotten about the previous

message where he mentioned golf and I was like, are you going to golf?

And I just looked really stupid.

And so for nine days, I thought I had gotten ghosted for the stupid response that I had.

I was kicking myself. I thought I'd ruined my chance.

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