Unicorns do exist.

Well… I think I went out with one last night. I’m still unsure, I have further research to do. That’s what second dates are for.

He’s 29, Filipino, from Jersey and standing 5’10” with a thin athletic build.

He drank whiskey neat and had no-show socks on with his collared shirt, shorts and boat shoes. He held an umbrella in one hand and my hand in the other. I unashamedly told him I love Drake. I told him I that I avidly follow sports. He put two and two together and asked me if I heard that Drake got the Raptors fined 25k for a comment about Kevin Durant looking good in a Raptors jersey. I should’ve known that, but I’ve been busy at work and I’m behind on my Smoking Section feed. I read about it today. Damn, he impressed me with that one. I continually stole side glances at him because I thought he was that attractive. I let him kiss me, scratch that… I allowed him to make out with me in the dimly lit bar. I’m normally not into PDAs but fuckit, there are exceptions to my endless rules. I liked him that much that I confirmed a second date before the evening ended. When I parted from him I reeked of his cologne. I texted him as soon as I got home to confirm I enjoyed myself (that is the obvious indicator of my interest, no question).

HE TEXTED ME DRAKE LYRICS THIS AFTERNOON, and this is where I hand him my panties.

#unicornsighting

Side note: If at any moment this guy manages to add me on IG within the next few weeks I am deleting this post ASAP. I know for a fact IG is how you all get to this site, unless you have my URL in your browser cache or have it saved as a bookmark (and yeah, its easy to memorize). I’m not trying to scare anyone off by referring to them as a mythical creature. Real talk tho… He just might be. Also, this whole side note could be me getting ahead of myself, my interest in men and their interest in me is never on the same wavelength, but we’ll see.