Worried you said the wrong thing on a date?
I really like them
Some part of me is sure I’m ready to marry them. Although rational me knows that I barely know this person so that probably would not a wise idea.
We went to a contemporary art museum. The main exhibit was titled “Devouring Lovers” and featured giant balloons and textured exercise balls creating lumps inside long, colorful spandex tubes.
Imagine if a snake has ate a few full size exercise balls. Now picture the snake wearing a millennial pink spandex suit.
It hung around the building, like something out of stranger things, except cheerfully colored in matching pinks an oranges and yellows.
Some of the intertwined blobs swayed slightly as if alive and breathing.
Eventually they’ve had their fill of modern art, and we go to the museum cafe for cake and tea.
We share a gluten free raspberry brownie. I was unsure about the gluten free aspect, but they assured me it probably means extra dense chocolatey goodness since there is no flour. They were right. And since it’s Germany, they topped it with slivers of almonds an pumpkin seeds to make it slightly healthy.
“What do you want to do now?” they asked me.
I suggested a Korean noodle place that I’ve been wanting to try. It was a one hour and six minute walk away.
I suggested walking since it was only 5PM, and it may be the last few days of blue skies in Berlin.
I don’t exactly like walking, and a one hour walk is long. But I thought it would give us time to talk and get to know each other more. Plus, I wasn’t hungry yet.
Can I ask this on a date?
In the end, the walk felt short. We held hands sometimes. Theyn tried to put their arm around me at some moments.
We don’t quite find the physical combination that feels right yet. But it’s still early. We’re still getting to know each other.
The noodle shop was steamy. We sat down at a two seater side by side, facing the foggy window to the street.