Last weekend, after a week of Tinder messaging and finally texting back and forth with a financial consultant, I bit the bullet and went on a date. (I had to make the plans for it, but that’s fine.) Mr. Tinder took a Citi Bike from Prospect Park to Queens to meet up with me, then pedaled back to Prospect Park because he realized there weren’t any Citi Bikes in the area we were meeting up in.
He then took a cab back to Queens for our date, left his wallet in the cab, and lost it.
The date didn’t completely go to shits, though. Honestly, it was really fun! We got a round of cocktails and then grabbed a six-pack and hung out in my backyard and made out. It was nice. We’ve been texting ever since.
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