Encounter #72.1: Mr. Brown

App: Tinder

Name: Stanley*

Date Location: River Bar – Somerville, MA

Location Review:  4 Stars – We just drank so not sure how it is food wise. Was close to a parking lot and faced water so that was really nice.

Date Duration: 4 hours

What Happened:

After the trauma of a date the night before, I needed a win. Stanley came off very high energy and fun based on his profile alone and looked like Sterling K. Brown so I was down for whatever. He asked me out for drinks and took the time to find a place with parking so that only got him extra points.

When he walked up, he looked just like his photos and really did look like Sterling. It was wild. I had just come from a baby shower so I was a bit more dressed up than usual. He gave me a hug and immediately went in with, “Damn, look at you! Baby isn’t even born yet and you already stunting on that kid.” I was sold. This was going to be a fun date.

Talking to Stanley was freaky easy. We both love to just shoot the shit so there weren’t any awkward pauses. From what I could tell, he had his shit relatively together. Because of COVID, he had to move back in with his family but he signed on a lease and was moving out by the end of the summer. Stanley went to Boston University and was also a former RA so we had plenty to talk about there and he also worked in marketing. Just endless things to cover.

We were there quite awhile and I wasn’t sure if he was into me or not. Yes, conversation was there but we’re both bullshit artists. Was he just talking to talk, or was there something more?

At one point he reached across the table and tapped my hand while he was talking. Okay, promising. I pushed my hand a little closer towards him and he took the bait. Hand was held. Houston, the ship has landed. Apparently we looked cute together because the waitress kept stopping by and going “Ugh, you guys are so beautiful!” and shit like that.

It was getting late so Stanley held my hand and walked me back to my car. I thought he was going to go for the kiss but instead we had an oddly long hug. When we broke apart he asked if he could kiss me. It was alright. I was coming off the Air Man from a few weeks earlier so in comparison, it just didn’t have that same magic.

We texted here and there in the weeks after but with it being summer, neither one of us was ever free and the spark died naturally.

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