Thomas is a 27-year-old lawyer who lives in Parkdale. He says, “I’m super-serious and driven in my professional life, but somewhat goofy and playful otherwise—especially when I’m on dates with girls.” Thomas describes the kind of woman he wants to date as pretty, easygoing, and fun, and “a prize worth chasing.” He met Kelly through friends.
My friend John and I went out for some drinks and ended up getting much drunker than we planned to. Around 2 a.m., we started texting various girls in our phones to try to get an after-party going. By 3 a.m., after not getting very far with anyone, I finally heard back from my friend Destiny, who said she was just leaving a bar with her friend, Kelly, and that we should come over for drinks at her place. Desperate for a party (and female attention), John and I got in a cab and headed over.
Destiny introduced us to Kelly, who was your standard “hot girl”—skinny, fake boobs, fake blonde. Surprisingly, she drank more than the rest of us combined, and then proceeded to straddle my lap.
All of us started fading around 5 a.m., but Kelly wasn’t impressed; she insisted we all have Jägerbombs, which is a shot of Jägermeister mixed with an energy drink. I told her we were out of Red Bull, so vodka would have to suffice. Instead, she insisted that I accompany her to the corner store to get some Red Bull. After a short debate on the necessity of a high-caffeine beverage at that time of night—morning, actually—I eventually caved, on the basis that she was so good-looking, and left with her.
When we got to the store, Kelly filled my arms with as much Red Bull as they had stocked, which was almost $60 worth. After putting the cans on the counter, I ran back to the fridge to grab a few bottles of club soda and juice. As I added the extra beverages to our pile, I heard, “What the fuck is that?” from behind me. Kelly called me a loser and told me to put the other drinks back. Thinking she was joking, I went ahead with the transaction. I was entering my PIN when Kelly sort of body-checked me, and insisted (again) that I put the drinks back. I went back to the transaction, but she came at me once more.
I was pretty annoyed, but Kelly eventually calmed down and let me buy the drinks. I’ll admit that her appearance definitely helped the situation. I couldn’t be too mad at her. We finally got out of there and went back to the party. I told Destiny and John about how Kelly had taken offence to me buying juice. Destiny said I had probably done something else to deserve it, and Kelly maintained that she had acted in everyone’s best interest. John and I only stayed for a few minutes after having one last drink, but I still thought Kelly was really hot. I decided that night that I wanted to see her again.
Thomas rates his date (out of 10): 9
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