Dear Drummer,
You had me at your tagline, "Long hair. Don't Care". Swoon.
The witty banter back and forth had me quite intrigued. I appreciated the warm gesture of offering me your bed when I had work being done on my apartment. "We're all adults here." Was the response to me thinking this was bold. A little display of confidence and hook line and sinker.
I double booked myself last night. Oops. Sorry to my dear friend for making you look crazy as I excused myself from date 1, because of your "mean boyfriend" and "excessive crying" The other boy is a Tinder with a Sauna in his bedroom. Update to follow tomorrow - rescheduled him for tonight.
I'm rarely one to be patient so when you told me you were out of town all weekend I cleared out my night. You suggest Union Square, but I suggest SOHO, because Union Sq is a block from sauna. I'm not trying to hurt feelings here. We began at Spring Lounge with 2 whiskeys on the rocks - swoon some more.
2 drinks down and we move it on over to Sweet and Vicious. You admit to me that my Tinder pictures don't do me justice. I inquire further. "For the first 30 minutes I was really nervous, because you're much prettier than I anticipated." I'm paraphrasing here, but let's just say he made me feel like a babe. I blush, look down, and giggle. I don't know how to take this sort of thing from a 6'3" sexy as hell drummer with a full sleeve tattoo. Let's be honest, I know exactly how to take this...and I do.
I admit I'm a bit smitten with you drummer. I didn't anticipate you being kind or thoughtful, but I like surprises. Have a fun weekend drumming in your band and I'll see you next week.
xoxo
BWinTBC
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