It has happened. You doubted it (don’t pretend you didn’t). Hell, even I doubted but it has happened.
I have a date for Valentine’s Day!
Now, I don’t want to be one of the snotty people that I usually hate that flaunt the fact that they will not be alone, crying into an empty tin of Quality Street. I’m not going to sit here and tell you that I will most likely be receiving roses over a candlelight dinner while I am constantly told how beautiful I am. No, I wouldn’t do that- it would be cruel.
So who is my sexy, mysterious new boyfriend you ask? Well, I was sitting down at my desk yesterday when I received the following email.
It was a pleasure to read your want ad. If you would like to meet me for a drink tomorrow night, I would love to meet you and see where this goes.
I quickly wrote back.
It was a pleasure hearing from you. I would love to have a drink with you. I know a great place called Comos which has great food and drinks. Not that I am saying we have to have dinner together- but I am not saying I don’t want to have dinner with you either. If we both want to eat then we can do that, or if you want to eat alone we can get two tables. Though, if we are both going to be there and eating we might as well eat together. I leave it up to you shall I?
Okay, so we are going for a drink tomorrow night- technically he hasn’t said anything about Valentine’s Day, but I feel it is sort of implied. I mean, I am basically his girlfriend now, right?
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