I, I was standin'. You were there.

When he got out of his car, he began to run up the hill in his flip flops. At the top of the hill, I was standing outside of my car. When he got to the top of the hill, standing across from me, I noticed he was skinny and cute and nervous. He was visibly shaking. I knew from our conversations on Bumble that he wasn’t the type to make decisions, so I had already decided where we would go and what we would do on our date.

”Hop in. We’re going to the cemetery.”

”What? Oh. Ok.”

He walked around to the passenger side, and looked at me like, “Is it okay that i’m getting in your car?” His eyes gave me that hesitation, and my voice said “Get in.”