I was single, not looking.

We were all hanging out one weekend.

He introduced himself as Sam Blair from Alabama.

He was cute.

There was something very charismatic about him and he made me laugh.

And then he told me that he had a trust fund

and that once this trust fund came in,

that he was gonna, you know, never have to work again.

All right, y'all strap in because you're going to get engaged.

I think he was feeling some heat because he had met everybody that was really close to me.

And I think they all, I think he could just sense that they all knew he was full of shit.

I couldn't stand.

We know his name is John, but he was going by Sam in front of all of you, the people in the apartment.

Was his friends calling him Sam?

Did they know him that Sam?

Oh, my goodness.

Did you feel like, that seems really sketch?

I feel like maybe I watched too many movies, but I feel like that shit happens. We'd signed a contract and

I had set up a wedding website with his fake name. It was like my family and my friends are

panicking and he's panicking because it's kind of crumbling. Well, how did he get your social security number?

Did you give it to him?

No, he went in my purse.

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