That Moment When He Texts You First.
Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod yes, thank you; there is a baby Jesus.
I have been such a chickenshit for the last few days, not texting the new babe at the mall because I don’t know, I have antiquated ideas about how a man who’s interested should make the first move, EVEN THOUGH he asked my old manager to give me his number, which technically counts as the first, but I was still struggling with the idea of texting a very attractive stranger and how one goes about it…when lo and behold, not even 10 minutes ago, BOOM.
There is a god, and the gods of dating have smiled down upon me from an electronic device.
Girls Playing “The Game”: +1.
Boys Who Make The First Move: +1.
EVERYBODY wins tonight! Kisses for all the babies and hugs for all the constituents!
XOXO
P.S— AND HE JUST ASKED ME OUT. I am still about 16 and in my awkward bangs-growing-out-with-about-15-extra-pounds stage in my head, so I am always AMAZED when absolute stone foxes ask me out. I have had very, VERY good luck with attractive men these past two years. How, I do not know, but I’ll take it.
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