Warning: Very long read – For sexual content see cut off section.
This tale began on a mild Friday afternoon;
a seemingly normal day with no expectations beyond a few drinks with friends later that evening. Judging by my title, you can probably tell, plans evolved from there.
I (M24) matched with her (F24) the previous day, but neither of us had yet reached out with the awkward first message, from which our entire existence is accordingly judged. But hey, you miss 100% of the shots you don’t take – Wayne Gretzky – Michael Scott – Me (Let’s call me Eddie).
So naturally I spent a good potion of time creating an opening which provided Emma (not real name); with something mature, funny, and that offered a positive insight into my life. However, after remembering I’m a guy on tinder, I ended up sending the first gif that appears upon typing her name. It was a tad rude and sexual – but I’d clicked on her name and removed the new match notification- there was no turning back now.