Last Date of 2015
It was Tuesday when I decided to go outside of the norm and do something different. I had a suite just outside of the city where I'd later meet my date for coffee.
I'm excited, mostly about having a spot of my own for the night and the other for having a chance to redeem myself of the pour game I put on display earlier in the year.
I set out ON TIME, as the venue was just a short walk from where I'd be staying for the evening. Camera in tow, I posted up outside of the venue, listening to music to keep me occupied. 10 after the set meeting time...I'd knew something was up. 15 minutes later, I received a phone call.
She's on the way, but she's definitely going to be late. At least she didn't flake right? We have our date 40 minutes late but it's cool, she's cute. We order and find a booth to sit. From reading game material for about a year, I know the best idea is to sit next to the girl.
We banter about how we matched and why she found me unique. I'd opened her in a message in one of her native languages and we had a pretty decent text convo. I was non-needy, and asked her out the same day we matched. Conversation flowed easily and I wish I could have captured that on video. We had pretty good chemistry and silences didn't cause any awkwardness.
After about 20 minutes, we bounce from the coffee shop to the park area. My own personal haven. Going to this place alone is peaceful. I'm likely to be the only person there sitting in front of the water, embracing the breeze and the vibes of the space. I pull her to a bench where we'd pretty much just talk about tinder and share crazy stories.
Upon sitting down, I beckoned her in closer playfully. Throughout the date, I kept more of a funny/smart/confident demeanor. She was a bit shy but I think she loosened up after I got her laughing more (which was a freaking lot). It had begun to get dark and my plan was to see if she'd like to join me at the spa. That's where I messed up (didn't ask her to bring a bathing suit).
She mentioned that she had made plans to meet with "friends" later on. "Brah..did you even try getting her back to yours?" Yes. If she'd be in town long enough for a day 2 (leaves Saturday), then there may have been a bit of a chance to change the outcome.
As the night began to fall, she mentioned that we should go back closer to her car, as she'd park closer to the first venue. Before we'd get there, I tested her salsa skills and brought her to a familiar statue that we'd passed on the way over.
I'd pull her up, placed her arms over my shoulders, and looked into her eyes and back to the statue. She called me out on it and I went in for the make out. She's 5'1 so I had to bend a bit to reach her mouth. I wrapped my arms around her waist and rested my palms on her butt.
She was the sweetest thing. "No pedestal". Apparently I used too much tongue the first time. I wanted to keep it going but she was holding back a little. She'd tap my chest after a while and we'd make our walk over to the parking lot. We ended up shopping for tooth paste (for her). I made references of getting a bathing suit, but she wasn't having..even though she said "I wonder if they actually sell them here."
We did manage to find a toothbrush that looked like a vibrator. She lit up. After that we bounced back to her car and kissed a bit before she was off.
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My night was pretty dope. When she left, I had a glass of peach something and got tipsy at the hotel bar. My buddy E came through and we rode around the area a bit and shot the shit. Did some random photography, hit the pool before closing, and got food.
There was a group of black girls that he approached in the parking garage, asking which shots they preferred. They proceeded to report us to the staff (Bitches). I ended my stay with a complimentary breakfast and some good tunes on the ride home.
It's not a Disney ending, but its an ending.