Long time lurker, first time poster. This took place last night and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since. A little bit about me, I’m a 24-year-old ginger living in the pacific northwest. I have a terrible tendency to say that I won’t do something and then when I’m incredibly turned on, I say fuck it and some less than great decisions can be made.
Las week I matched with Brad on Bumble and we hit it off immediately. Brad and I talked on Bumble for a few days before I finally asked him out. Brad’s profile proved that he was a little nerdy, but also attractive. If you can picture a lumberjack with a bright red beard, that’s him. We ended up meeting at a bar that was a ten-minute walk from my apartment, so I pulled on my boots and raincoat and headed out. Once I got there I ordered a beer and scoped out the entrance waiting for Brad to show up.