So, first date. I don't know why it's called a date because it's really only a first meeting. Calling it a date puts way too much pressure on it and too much emphasis on having to make a decision there and then.
I met him in a local pub. I decided it was safer for him to come to my town and meet me in a place where I know people.
He seemed nice enough. The earth didn't move but we had a good long chat and laughed a lot - no awkward pauses. When it came time to leave we shared a quick hug and left it at that.
He texted me soon after leaving and we decided we might meet up again. Not sure about the might, sounds a bit iffy to me. I presume that as he didn't make a second date, he isn't really that into me. Oh well, never mind at least it's done and dusted.
So it's back to waiting for the next contact........
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