OK so y’all know that this blog is almost solely dedicated to me roasting Tinder fuckboys and laying out the pitfalls of dates, and it’ll still be a lot of that, but today I’m veering off brand. Also, I’m not changing names in this blog because quite frankly this will be a glowing date review and credit where credit is due.

Let’s begin with the fact that today was a shit day, I had been an irritable gal most of the morning and into the afternoon because PMS is a bitch and turns me into one; and to top it off I got into a car wreck!!! Litty titty. Everyone involved is fine, but my car (his name was Beans) is not. But anyways, so this boy Nick and I were chatting while this unfolded and he was being very sweet during it all.

He suggested sending me funny memes to cheer me up, but I let him know that pics of his dog would better help during this crisis, so he sent over 19 pics/videos of his roommate’s dog, Comet, who is hands down the cutest husky pup like ever.

The fact that he called it a 0.5 date makes me smile, so I agree, and start frantically searching for cute clothes and realize I haven’t done laundry in 10 years, so what I’m wearing will have to do…

I blast some Rex Orange County on my speaker and get distracted attempting to clean my room before I realize I’ve been distracted for awhile… I run to my phone and it reads 10:05.

yikes dammit

But it’s okay cause he has just texted he’s pulling up to my apartment complex at 10:04.

I let him know I’m the girl with the hella sparkly tennis shoes (you’ll learn this is my one and only identifier). He waves at me and I walk over and I realize he’s playing The Strokes (Reptilia by The Strokes is one of my most played songs) so my stomach flips cause boys with an ace music taste are gems. And here sits a cute boy who has an adorable dimple and has one of the happiest dispositions I’ve ever encountered. He’s a straight up sunshine boy, like if you turned a golden retriever into a man you’d get Nick. I’m flustered.

He is asking me all about my day and being completely charming, and we go through the P Terry’s drive thru and he asks if I’d like to drive around some more or park somewhere. I see he only has one hand to drive cause the burger is in the other and I say it’s probably best I only get into one car wreck for today. We sit in the Randall’s parking lot eating P Terry’s burgers exchanging worst date stories.

SIDENOTE: there’s this phenomenon I’ve witnessed in guys, boys who radiate confidence and are just self-assured kickass humans also have this confident laugh. It’s infectious and awesome and it just makes you feel warm, it gives you the same feeling you get after drinking hot chocolate on a cold night, you know? So, uh yeah, Nick has the laugh. And due to the fact I’m a MESS of a human and have a lot of stories that would make one giggle, I got to hear ~the laugh~ many times during the night!

bless up

Not only did I get this boy to laugh more than a few times, he also made me laugh a good amount cause during the second half of our half date he told me the story of his last Instagram account.

(we went to Amy’s to get ice cream, I know cute right)

Oh yeah this boy isn’t on any social media, it was a New Years Resolution a few years back for him to get off Insta/Twitter/Snapchat.

respect

But ANYWAYSSS, the story is that his friends were at a restaurant and they hadn’t gotten their food for like two straight hours and when they did the waiter was hella rude, so Nick out of spite stole their tabasco sauce. “I took that tabasco sauce with me everywhere like Flat Stanley style, I took pictures of him for 7 months, which was like 6 and a half months more than I anticipated but hey.. The restaurant would get cryptic pictures of their stolen tabasco sauce. everywhere. I even shipped it to my friend studying abroad in England for her to take around for 2 weeks, everyone was involved.”

I’m laughing so hard at this. I think this is adorable and creative and just hilarious. He tells me the morning it fell out of his pocket and shattered on the ground was so devastating he went back to bed and didn’t go to any of his classes that day.

lmao but understandable tbh

After we finish our ice cream, he asks if I’d like to drive around some more or if I’d like him to drop me off and I choose the latter just cause well, it’s been a DAY. We’re driving back and I notice he’s playing some more dope alternative songs, and I ask “so what is your favorite band?” and before I could let him answer I add “wait let me guess…. The Killers?” He is taken aback “Yeah! How’d you know?” I make something up about how the artists in the genre he was playing tipped me off or whatever trying to look cool (I remembered he mentioned The Killers in his Bumble bio).

He drops me off and I don’t kiss and tell…(;

but wait yes I totally do, that’s what this blog is about- we kissed and it was just like one of those short and sweet blush inducing kisses.

Unfortunately, cute Nick is only in Austin for the summer, but hey,

 

 

Until next time!