One of my best friends was meeting with a guy from tinder. They were going to go to a movie and then hangout and have some drinks back at her place. Her date asked if we could make it a double date; naturally she asked if I would go with them. And of course I agreed to take one for the team. We show up to the movie and they were nowhere to be found, turns out they were ASLEEP and showed up 20 minutes into the movie. During the credits my date didn’t even look over and introduce himself until half way through. My friend’s date talked to me more than he did so I got the vibe he wasn’t interested in getting to know me at all, which was fine. We get to my friends house and start taking shots, so he opens up a little and I can tell I really like him. My friend and I go to the bathroom and she gives me a pep talk about how I need to make the first move. My drunk ass left that bathroom, marched my little ass over to him, sat in his lap and and planted a big fat kiss on him. We made out for a long time and then I realized I got too drunk. I started vomiting. You know what he did? He held my hair back for me. I decided I wanted to go to bed in the spare room. He set up on the couch because I didn’t ask him to come with me initially. When we woke up he scratched my back and asked for my number. My friend and her date don’t talk anymore more but my date wants to be my boyfriend. What I thought would be a long awkward night ended up being a possible beginning to something really great.
(Source: tinderventure, via bang)
