Nameless had shown up again, out of the blue. He apologized for ghosting and said he would make it up to her with dinner and drinks, to start.
He was in the sciences and they actually balanced each other out really well. She told him right before they met up she visited the modern art museum and was overwhelmed with how much she missed it. "It was so quiet...I loved it."
He laughed at her good-naturedly, obviously charmed by her extreme introversion. He was clearly an extrovert, the kind that always wanted to eat and drink directly at the bar. He also made fun of her for her actions, but in a gentle flirting manner.
After they finished their tapas they moved onto the bar next door. She made fun of how he didn't like sweet drinks, and he gave her a hard time when she wanted to pet a dog that was brought into the bar.
"You know they beat that dog."
"They do not!"
"They do, look how sad and dejected it looks."
"Stop it!" She laughed.
They headed out after 4 drinks, and he mentioned he was in Liberty parking. She didn't know where that was, so he just said good night and started walking away.
She was a little shocked but just shrugged her shoulders and started walking home. About ten minutes later a huge truck swerved from the road next to her. For a brief moment she thought "This is it, this is how I die."
It was Nameless. He was surprised because he always took that road home and never saw her before.
"To be fair I'm not normally heading home this way unless I've been to that bar."
"Do you want a ride to your place?"
"You see that building at the next light? That's my building. You don't need to drive me 1/3 of a block. I appreciate it though."
"Well," he said, laughing, "Let me know when you get home safe."
Minutes later she texted him "Ugh you are such a bad influence on my drinking habits. Just getting home, have a good night"
He replied "That's awesome. Hopefully I can be a bad influence on other things."
She wanted to ask him how he was planning on doing that without even a hug goodbye but she refrained and decided to go with a joke.
"Ha! Like what? Abusing dogs?"
"I wasn't the one abusing the poor dog...talk to those owners. Horrible people"
"Stop it that dog was fine! Haha"
"Whatever let's you sleep at night."
"Shut up, you know that dog was fine. You are just playing on my insecurities" She followed up with the Love Languages Quiz link and said she was passing out, but to take the quiz.
She woke up to his text "Physical Touch first, then Acts of Service."
"Interesting, your second is my number 1 usually. Then what?"
"Quality Time and Words of Affirmation. Zero on gifts."
"Gifts are the worst!"
That was the last she heard of him, for who knows how long.
