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The vibrations of his ‘99 Ford Bronco echoed from down the street up to my bedroom in the loft. I was finishing putting on my final coat of dark pink lip gloss as I jerked forward and smeared a streak across my cheek from the startling noise of his truck.
Would you rather:
[[rush downstairs to get the door]]
or
[[take your time and open it in 2-3 minutes after you fix your makeup.]].[[With bright red marks from scrubbing, cakey skin and now skin irritation gradually surfacing my cheeks, I hurried downstairs to get the door]] I took a double-take out the window to see him frantically flinging around a bouquet of flowers in my front yard. “What in the…”. We made eye contact and I could tell he tried to play it off cool. Heavily breathing, “Uhhhh these are...for you,” Michael said with a quaint smile. [[“Sorry I think there might be a bee somewhere in the flowers, let me double check before I give you these.]]
[[Sh**!]] [[You hurried to your bathroom to try and scrub it off only to find out this new Kylie Lip Kit I was just DYING to try out is waterproof and oh, thank God “Lasts up to 12 hours of pure bliss and shine”. Enormous thanks goes out to you, Kylie Jenner! Fan-freaking-tastic.Thirty seconds to spare, you covered it up the best I could.]]I took a double-take out the window to see him frantically flinging around a bouquet of flowers in my front yard. “What in the…”. We made eye contact and I could tell he tried to play it off cool. Heavily breathing, “Uhhhh these are...for you,” Michael said with a quaint smile. [[“Sorry I think there might be a bee somewhere in the flowers, let me double check before I give you these.]]
Just as he went to casually fight off the bee, it swarms directly towards your brand new floral printed dress.
Trying to play it cool, which lasted about 0.4 seconds until complete and utter panic, you began swatting at the bee in every which direction. “OWWW! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Owwwww!,” you exclaimed. Damn thing stings you. Right. On. Your lip.
A spoonful of Benadryl and an ice pack later, we finally walked out to his truck. “It’s so nice to finally meet you! I’m excited for tonight!” “Me too! Sorry about the whole bee situation, I’m kind of a clutz,” you reply.
[[He laughed, thank God.]]
[[He made a weird face, but you just let it go and carry on with what's to come next...]]
As any gentleman would, Michael races to beat you to the car door handle to open it for you. Just as he reaches towards the door, [[you trip but catch yourself.]]
After twelve and a half apologies and an ice pack being used back and forth from my head to lip, [[we finally made it to dinner]].
“Oh my God, they’re closed,” Michael said to himself, which I could barely hear over his heavy metal music blaring on max volume only one would be able to maybe decipher the lyrics if they had them pulled up...
“Oh, no!” you say in the most politely sarcastic way possible.
The benadryl at this point starts to hit you real hard. Despite the utter embarrassment that arose from the series of unfortunate events that took place within the five minutes of meeting each other, you honestly just day-dream of your bed the entire drive to dinner.
[[Do you suggest to go to the Thai restaurant nextdoor?]]
or
[[Ask him to just take you home?]]You both sit down in a [[booth for two]]. You sit in silence for a while as you pull out of the parking lot. A couple minutes pass and Michael asks if you want to have the aux cord?
Do you [[say "sure" and take the aux?]] or [[just sit in silence]]Your phone is on one percent, so you [[just sit in silence]].As he finally drops you off, he says “I had a really great time tonight with you, Christine- I mean--!”
You [[sprint inside]].
“Hello, hello, hello!, shouted from the most low pitched voice I had ever heard. “Welcome to Land of Thai! My name is Christine and I will be taking care of you both tonight! What are we celebrating tonight- Oh let me guess! An anniversary?! Oh my gosh! How many years!?”
[[You sink down in your seat in utter embarrassment really jsut wanting to get the date over with]] You finally order and ate, which was the worst stomach upsetting meal you have ever had. [[Do you excuse yourself and run to the bathroom?]] or hold it in and [[Ask him to just take you home?]] You get back from the bathroom. Michael is flirting with Christine the waitress. Do you [[play it cool?]] or [[cough twice on purpose to make a point of your existence]].You played it cool, and Michael picked up the check, which had a message in pen written at the bottom, “Call me sometime ;) 314-233-4958. -Christine”. [[Dear, Christ Almighty.]]
Michael picked up the check, which had a message in pen written at the bottom, “Call me sometime ;) 314-233-4958. -Christine”. [[Dear, Christ Almighty.]]As he finally drops you off, he says “I had a really great time tonight with you, Christine- I mean--!”
You [[sprint inside]].
You crawl into bed, lay down, and [[unlock your phone]].
* Delete Tinder *
Michael did not notice. [[Things are going good.]]Michael says he has a planned itinerary for your date for the night. Do you [[ask to see it?]] or [[want to be surprised?]]"I'll tell you this, we're going to dinner," Michael said. A few minutes later [[we finally made it to dinner]] The first stop you make is dinner where he made reservations at an Italian restaurant. The waitress comes over and asks for your drink orders. "Get whatever you'd like, Michael says. Do you [[stick with water]] or [[ask for their most expensive wine]].Good manners!
Michael says, "Are you sure? We can get a bottle of wine if you'd like?"
~Patience is a virtue~
Do you say " [[sure!]] " or stick with water.
Op, Michael is very hesitant, and starts hyperventilating at your rude request. Eyes widened in panic, you apologize and [[ask the waitress to change your order.]]Uh oh. The waitress already opened the bottle and says that it has to be paid for...
Michael freaks out and starts screaming at you and makes a [[huge scene]].."I'm sorry for her lack of respect, Christine is it?", Michael says to the waitress.
Michael and Christine begin to flirt as [[You sink down in your seat in utter embarrassment really jsut wanting to get the date over with]] You both enjoy a bottle of wine, and order salad to start and pasta as the entree. Both were delicious.
[[Michael picks up the check.]]
"Ready for our [[next stop]]?", Michael asked.
You show up at an outdoor concert and coffee shop. "Want to dance?"
Do you say "[[yes!]]" or [[eh, that's alright let's just listen]].You both dance and laugh the whole time. Michael leans in to kiss you.
You [[Kiss him]]Michael says "Okay", and you both enjoy the concert. [[Afterwards, you grab ice cream for the ride home.]] You both kiss and sparks fly in the air. [[Afterwards, you grab ice cream for the ride home.]] He asks if you want the aux cord. You play your [[favorite song]]You play your favorite song, he turns out to [[love the song too]].As you pull up to your house, he walks you to the door and kisses you goodbye and asks to see you again?
Do you say [["YES!"]] or [["no"]]Congratulations!!! You scored a second date!You blew it.[[With a bright lipstick stain across your cheek, you hurry downstairs to get the door.]]
The marks are all covered up! [[You open the door]]I took a double-take out the window to see him frantically flinging around a bouquet of flowers in my front yard. “What in the…”. We made eye contact and I could tell he tried to play it off cool. Heavily breathing, “Uhhhh these are...for you,” Michael said with a quaint smile. [[“Sorry I think there might be a bee somewhere in the flowers, let me double check before I give you these.]]
As any gentleman would, Michael raced to beat me to the car door handle to open it for me. Just as he reached towards the door, I tripped but caught myself. He swung open the door to see if I was okay “Oh my gosh! Are you oka-” only to nail me directly in the forehead. [[“Aaaand I am concussed.” Talk about an epitome of a tragic first date.]][[Do you keep trying to cover it up?]] or [[let it be]]?