I was on a tinder date at a coffee shop today. It was not great. He was nice but I didn’t feel the spark and the conversation was awkward.
He went to the bathroom so I decided to reset the area on tinder to only show me people who were super close. About 5 swipes in I come across *Kyle (I had it in my mind that this was his name for some reason. It wasn’t.)
He’s fucking hot and buff. Super muscled, nice face, 24 which is almost ten years younger than I am.
We match. I send a message. Basically saying hi or whatever. I’m basic. He replies that he’s working from home and will be done in 15 minutes. Do I want to come over?
I say yes. Truthfully I have met people randomly on tinder but I usually talk on the phone or text them for a period of time and establish rules and whatnot.
This time I did not. He’s actually super close so I just exit my date and park a couple blocks away. I start to have second thoughts in my car. I told him I was there but I’m about to bail. He calls me via Snapchat. I answer and start to panic. “I am chickening out!!!” I practically yell.