The Third Date
The Third Date
I was nervous. So I arranged to meet with Marty for a drink before hand. By text, me and the girl had set a date to meet at London Bridge Station.
I left my flat at around 4PM (by the way, I lost my job last week...there appears to be some sort of recession happening?) and went to London Bridge early. Marty was finishing work at around 5.15 so I waited for him at The Horniman, a pub we drink at sometimes.
I opt to sit outside as the sun is out. There are loads of tourists around and there is competition for space to sit down. Soon after, Marty arrives and we set to drinking. It is the usual chit chat...football, James' wedding and films.
After a few hours we make our way towards London Bridge station. We spot a rather plain-looking girl with sunglasses (think Chloe Sevigny without makeup. I must admit one of my weaknesses is heavily made-up women, dressed to the nines).
"Is that her"? Marty asks ""...eleven o'clock" (Marty always uses military terminology). "I dont think so" I say...she looked TOO plain. Then again, people always send you their best photos over the net.
I say goodbye to Marty then wait. I wait for around 10 minutes then decide to call the girl.
The plain-looking one answers her phone. I hang-up, smile and walk over. She is quite shy...unlike the first two that I met and it's a bit of a struggle to keep up a conversation.
We walk towards tower bridge...through the old wherehouse district. It's quite a long walk. we end up at All Bar One...a professional's watering hole.
My goal is to drink as much as I can, thus making myself drunk enough to avoid awkwardness. But there is little need to; Rea (the girl) is intelligent, sweet and friendly.
We stay there drinking and talking for about three hours before Rea decides we should call it a day.
Unlike the other dates, during this date, I have bought all the drinks, but that doesnt bother me...actually it makes me feel good; I dislike it when I girl stops me from paying.
This was the best of the dates...it feels natural. So we'll see what happens.






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