This was her first time trying this. She stood on the wet sidewalk, watching the tiny car move along the path in her direction as she waited to be picked up, and all the while, the closer the car got, the bigger the butterflies in her stomach became.
I can’t believe I’m doing this, she thought to herself. It’s been a while since she had a real date, let alone an intimate moment with another person. She’d tried all the other apps and dating websites, but every single one would either fall through or she’d be stood up all together. She was over it and needed to let loose, and to her luck, a co-worker had recommended the “ride share app.”
“Imagine Tinder meets Uber. No shitty date, no chance of being stood up, and no stalker creeps knowing where you live after.” So being in her months long dry spell, she thought, why the hell not give it a go?