Josh Fox

Something unexpected happened, and I matched with a handsome chap with a big smile named Sam, who seemed like the ultimate catch.

Good-looking, driven, ambitious, family-orientated, and as we started talking more, I realized he was wholesome as well.

After a little bit of back-and-forth on Hinge, we eventually took things to the next step.

Dick pics.

No, I'm joking.

We didn't actually do that.

I've just gone off script.

Let me do that again.

Sorry for that.

It'd be funny.

After a bit of back and forth on Hinge, we eventually took things to the next step and we moved our chat over to Instagram and in the DMs.

And well, that's when it all fell apart for our never quite was romance because I then realized Sam had been lying to me.

When we matched and started talking, Sam's profile on Hinge stated that he lived in Sydney, which makes sense as you know, my swiping radius is like 35 kilometers from my house or something.

But once we moved things to Instagram,

And I did a deep dive on his profile and virtually stalked everything about him, as we all do when we make that digital dating next step from app to Insta.

I then had a question.

Wait, I thought you lived in Sydney.

Do you live in Adelaide?

Yeah, he laughed.

I just changed my dating apps to Sydney because there's no one in Adelaide, he continued.