I’m not gonna’ lie, I was a nervous wreck. I hadn’t scored a date in months and Michelle was one hell of a catch.
She was about 5’5, long brown hair, brown eyes, and curvy in all the right spots. It was tough to say what were her best features. She could have a great personality: spontaneous, feisty and a jokester. But sometimes she came off as a little arrogant or rude.
As for me, I was a pretty shy guy and average looking. I never did anything out of the norm and avoided stepping on any toes at all cost. That’s why I was surprised she had invited me for drinks on Valentines.
When I got to the pub, she had already been drinking a bit, and was feeling pretty loosey-goosey.
She was wearing a blue dress with a white shirt underneath, black leggings, and her hair was up in a pony-tail. I was wearing jeans, a black dress shirt and my usual New York Yankees hat.