This was my first date with my ex.
We lived near each other, though we had never met, or even seen each other. After we matched, we quickly grew fond of one another, and soon we were scheduling a date. However, there was a small problem: I was playing futsal and had to split the usage of the car with my older brother and my mom, so usually I only had the car on the days of my training sessions. So we agreed on a Thursday, where she had work and I had practice.he asked me to meet her at the local McDonald’s. As I arrived there to greet her, she handed over her resignation card as I finished our order.
“What am I doing here? ” I was asking myself, while I scarfed down a Mcroyal bacon before having to run all of those calories off. As we finished dinner, I told her that I had a training session and that she could tag along if she wanted, or I could just pick her back up later..
She decided to come with me. “Great!”, I thought.
As soon as I was equipped and ready to roll, she asked me for my car key and I instantly gave it to her, thinking she’d be back in like a minute. At that time I was training with the senior team, even though I was a junior, so they were all saying she’d run away with the car. I barely knew her, but I was trusting my gut.
Five minutes had passed, and I still didn’t see her back at the gym. 10 minutes. I start to sweat nervously (in addition to all of the sweat from running!!). I was starting to panic when she suddenly walked back to the gym, bringing a backpack with her. She sat on the gym seats and picked up a drawing board and she just started sketching.
I was already relieved, but now I was curious.
After a well deserved shower, I went and asked her what all that was and told her that she had me scared that I was going to lose my mom’s car. But it turns out she was just going for a smoke and had forgotten about the time and rushed back into the gym when she imagined what I was thinking.
As for the sketch, it was the first portrait she ever made of me, and I still have it around somewhere at my place . It’s basically me growing out of a pot, to symbolize that I was growing on her. Quite cute that at that moment I realized that I wanted to date her, and one month later I actually did.
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