I am probably a 4 and a half at best, so knowing I was being compared to a 10 was unnerving.
“So I sit down and we order a bottle of wine and we get chatting and I mean she was a nice enough girl, but just not a lot of substance to her, but like she was smokin, so anyway we’re chatting and drinking and just shooting the breeze and we order another bottle of wine and everything’s going great, and I’m thinking, I’m quids in here. ” “Oh yeah like I mean I’ve dabbled here and there when I was younger but nothing major, I work out six days a week” he said rubbing his belly.
We had been chatting briefly over Whats App in the three days between my opening guessing game and our date night, but in all honesty I knew very little about this guy.
Sometimes this is the best way to play the Tinder game; just lock in a date straight away without spending weeks chatting back and forth which can often heighten your expectations before being spectacularly let down when you meet the real life person. I’d get to know him on the date like dating should be before apps took over and ruined everything!
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