After a long spell of hookups and FWB and both categories being exhausted, I thought giving an actual date not focused on sex to be something entertaining. Loading up the dating apps specifically for long term relationship I messaged Christy. She was about 5’5″, a little baby weight from her only kid, and she had a very cute face and was into running and sports. She also clearly laid out how much she loved the Jesus. I messaged and after some light flirting she invited me to a house party she was having, offered me her couch to crash if I got too drunk.
I get to her house, she and I hit it off. I’m normally quiet and reserved and she decides the best way to get me going is jager bombs. Which, okay, fuck licorice but I’m not going to refuse. After an hour and a few of these I really have to piss because red bull gives me the piss not wings. I ask her where the bathroom is and she leads me to one. But the way she awkwardly stands in the doorway, I have to brush up against her.