Mark & Me

Date #2?

Again there's a question mark here too. We never explicitly agreed that we were going on a date. I wanted him to say it was. It's not my job to do it! I know it's the 21st century and all and women can do whatever the hell they want (#feminism) but I'm old-school. The guy should ask me! It's actually biology. I know there are exceptions to the rule but science shows that men are pursuers and women receive (think about sex). See my point?! Thanks, Shallon Lester! But anyways, this wasn't a date. We simply hung out before my shift.

We ate food just like the first time we hung out. We talked about our past love experiences. We found out that both of us had Tinder fails. I found out that he had a girlfriend back in high school. They dated for five months. After we ate, we watched Scandal. I sort of laid on him when we were sitting on the couch while we were watching it in the top floor lounge of his building. He was asking me questions about the show, and I answered. Not much happened this time. So I'll just fast forward to when I had to leave for my shift. 

We got on the elevator together. He pressed the button for his floor and I pressed the button for the main floor. When we arrived on his floor he kissed me goodbye. It was only one kiss but it wasn't a half-ass kiss, you know? It was a good one! I couldn't even concentrate at work. I could barely do my homework. I was so happy in that moment. It was the first time in a VERY long time that a guy and I had mutual feelings and it was the first time I REALLY liked a guy. Nothing could bring me down that day. Hell, that whole week!