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Date Night

It’s been marked in history that Friday night is date night, but whoever made that rule should dig a hole and rot in it. It’s not that it’s hard to find a date; it’s more of the obligation that drives me nuts. But in all honesty, sitting at home alone and knowing everyone else is out finding love just drives me crazy.
Which I guess is what drove me to this terribly awkward situation -- a blind date. Now, it’s not as bad as I thought it would be but no one ever gave me the guidelines as to what to do when the date is over. Where are those rules when I need them?
“Well I had a great time, thanks again for not getting upset when I spilled the drink all over your pants.”
“Oh, it was no problem. I mean we all have our moments.”
“But still thanks again! I guess I should leave now, it is getting late.”
“Oh, okay, I’ll walk you to your door.”
When he got out of the car I just kept thinking to myself, I really do not know anything about this guy. Other than some simple things such as the fact that he can’t keep a car clean, there’s old food wrappers everywhere, a person would think he would have had the decency to clean up when he’s about to take a girl out on a date.
He reached for the car handle and I stepped out of the car and started to head to my front door. Now this is the dreadful moment that I hoped would never have come. I took my time with him by my side, walked around the lawn on the stone path that led up my drive way, checked to see if the roses were blooming by the front porch, and walked slowly up the steps listening to the creaks of each step as every silent moment ticked by.
“Well here we are,” I looked at him only to realize I started staring without realizing it.
“Yes, here we are. We should do this again sometime, I had a great time with you, and I would love to get to know you better. Let’s do this again next weekend.”
“Uhhh… sure.”
Oh dear lord, really? This is the torture that I must be put through? I looked up and smiled shyly at his face that had started coming towards mine. What did he think would happen from this one date? His eyes were closed, which forced him to not be able to see the painful reaction that has taken over my expression; I had roughly 5 seconds before I faced his pruney, perched lips that soon devoured my face.
“Perfect then! I’ll pick you up at seven, on Friday!”
“Um, yeah, that will be great…”
Finally, he turned around and headed back to his car. The only thought that ran through my head was that I really had to learn how to say no to people.



Date Night

I didn’t think it was possible for people to actually find their “true loves” off of a single blind date; however, I think this might have turned me into a believer. She was a friend of a friend, I was hesitant to go at first, sure, but who wouldn’t be? I guess it was the thought that it was a Friday night and I had nothing else to do.
“Well I had a great time, thanks again for not getting upset when I spilled the drink all over your pants.”
“Oh, it was no problem. I mean we all have our moments.”
“But still thanks again! I guess I should leave now, it is getting late.”
“Oh, okay, I’ll walk you to your door.”
I walked around the front of the car and made my way to her side, I turned my head and secretly checked my breath. What am I kidding I didn’t have to do that, I mean I know I don’t smell, she’s been all over me all night. Plus it’s obvious that
she’s just as into me as I am with her, after that date, who wouldn’t be into me?
“Well here we are.”
“Yes, here we are. We should do this again sometime, I had a great time with you, and I would love to get to know you better. Let’s do this again next weekend.”
“Uhhh… sure.”
She was basically begging to go on another date. If anything, I would be doing her a favor by graciously giving her my presence for another one. I could tell by her expression that she really wanted a kiss; I didn’t blame her because I would want a kiss from a guy like me also. I just slowly leaned in and gave her a big kiss; I could feel her holding onto me for as long as possible, she basically hoped that I wouldn’t back off.
“Perfect then! I’ll pick you up at seven, on Friday!”
“Um, yeah, that will be great…”
I turned around and headed for my car, the only thought that ran through my mind was how I just gave her the best damn night of her life.