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EleDate 6| Concert Time (pt. 1)
The minute I returned to my seat at my desk my friends were already there, blasting me with questions. I waved them off, not wanting to forget anything about what the man in the elevator had told me about himself. I flipped open my laptop, opening up my OneNote and typing furiously before my memory faded:Bachelor 1: Likes steak, medium rare2 dogs- golden retrievers Likes golf Favorite animal- tiger Large family- close with them Guitar? Thinks I'm pretty Seemed tall and muscular Smelled nice Made me feel calm; easy to talk toHow good was this date out of 10: 8"He told you you're pretty!?" Lydia squealed from behind me, causing me to jump. "Quit reading my notes," I said, closing my laptop. "They're private." She scoffed. "There's no such thing as privacy in our little cubicle. You know that." "Yeah," Hayden chimed in from his desk. He used his feet to push his rolling chair away from the desk so that he was now facing me. "So spill it Ky." I knew I wouldn't be able to
EleDate 7| Concert Time (pt. 2)
Cole and I slowly made our way to the bar, and I held tight to his hand as he lead the way through the crowd of swaying bodies. Once there, I was lucky enough to find an open bar stool. I pushed myself onto it, ignoring the fact that it was sticky with spilled drink residue. I supposed it didn’t really matter anyway, since I was already coated in alcohol.Cole stood behind me and to my right, leaning forward to place his arm on the bar top, caging me in slightly. "Your shirt is a mess," he said, taking note of the brown soda stain running down the front of my white, cropped t-shirt. Of course I had chosen to wear white; bad call on my part. "I know..." I sighed. "I loved this shirt too." It was much quieter by the bar now, and I could actually hear what Cole was saying to me despite the ringing in my ears from the loud concert music. When the bartender came over, I ordered our drinks and Cole asked for a soda water. I cocked an eyebrow at him. He didn't like soda water... and I
EleDate 8| The Dating Continues
Waking up in the morning, I felt strange about going into work. I wasn't even as nervous as I had been the day before, but I couldn't stop thinking about how Cole thought "eleDate" was a bad idea. I mean, I had thought it was a bad idea before I started it, but after my first date I was actually coming around. It bothered me that Cole expressed a negative opinion after it was too late to do so, and I didn't understand why he was so worried about it. Either way... the dating had to go on. I wasn't excited about it as I pulled my white blouse and black jeans from the closet. I was a little bit hungover- or just super tired from getting home so late on a work night- so I didn't feel like dressing up too much. I paired it with black close-toed heels and some gold jewelry before heading to my car.When I arrived, Ellie was standing at the base of the elevator, blindfold in hand. "Morning," I greeted, my tone indicating that I did not want to be here. "Hungover?" She asked. "Eh... not
EleDate 9| Stormy
When I arrived back at my desk, I was quick to shut down the many questions from my friends with an “I don't wanna talk about it." "Ooo bad one, huh?" Lydia asked, swiveling in her chair so that she was fully facing me now. "Yeah. He was creepy. I thought you guys were gonna pick men that I'd actually like?" I accused. "We tried!" Lydia defended, "I swear, nobody was creepy towards us." “Can confirm,” Ellie agreed, “they all seemed normal enough.”"At least you won't have to date him again," Rory chimed in. "That's true," I sighed, opening up my laptop to type in my notes. Bachelor 2:- CREEPY- Awkward - Need to Eliminate - how good was the date out of 10: 0“Did you tell Mr. Kramer how bad it was?" Ellie asked. I nodded, turning my attention back to her. "I did, yeah. But then I took some of it back." "Why would you take it back?" She pressed."Because he said he was gonna have a talk with the guy, and I really don't want that. This article isn't supposed to cause drama or
EleDate 10| What a Night
"Oh... hi," I said. The thought of riding alone in Dakota's car made me feel nervous. I hadn't done that since we split up eons ago. "No thanks- I'm heading to the bus stop."Even though rain was dripping into my eyes, I could see that his lips turned into a smirk. "You mean the bus stop that's the other direction?" Oh damn... no wonder I couldn't find it. I had always been directionally challenged. He seemed to grow impatient when I didn't respond, so he reached over, flinging the passenger side door open. "Come on- get in." I looked around as if making sure nobody would witness me getting into my bosses car, even though I had put quite a bit of distance between myself and the office already. I noticed rain dripping into his car and honestly, I didn't want to pay for an Uber anyway, so after only a brief moment longer I found myself sliding into the seat. "You don't need to do this... I don't live that close to the office so it'll be out of your way.""It's fine. What kind of bos
EleDate 11| More of the Same
Good small talkLikes happy hour Has a son- age 4 Smelled kind of weird Nice A few awkward silences Overall rating out of 10: 5Unfortunately, this was how my notes had been lately. Bachelors 3, 4, and 5 were pleasant, but not as amazing as bachelor 1 or as horrible as bachelor 2. They just seemed like your average men, and the "dates" consisted of similar conversations about nothing in particular. But then... there came bachelor number 6. It was Monday, so I was hoping for an amazing bachelor to kick off my week, similar to how bachelor number 1 had. And thankfully, bachelor number 6 came through. It started off kind of strange- and I wasn't sure my "date" was even going to show up. Ellie had guided me into the elevator, and I held it open while we waited for him. After a minute, she said she was going to go find him. It only took a few seconds longer to feel a male presence enter the elevator. His smooth voice drifted to me, "I'm so sorry I'm late. Traffic was crazy today."
EleDate 12| 10 Down, 10 to Go
"So... nice day out today right?" Bachelor number 8 asked. I inwardly groaned. I had a feeling this date was going to be exactly like my one yesterday- boring and not comparable to 1 or 6. I let out a chuckle. "Do you really want to have a conversation about the weather?" I heard him clear his throat and shift on his feet. "I'm sorry. I'd much rather talk about you; It's just that this method of dating is... unconventional. I think I'm just nervous." Now I felt like a dick. "I get it," I assured, "sorry if my response came across as rude. I forget that although I've been on 8 of these now, this is probably your first elevator date ever." He chuckled, "hey now, don't assume." I turned to try and face him the best I could. "Oh? So you've been on a date in an elevator before?" "Absolutely not," he admitted, "the concept is ridiculous." He wasn't wrong and I couldn't help but laugh again. "So why did you agree to do it?" I pressed."Why not? I'm single and I'm not getting any youn
EleDate 13| Weekend Vibes (pt. 1)
"Cheers ladies!" I said, clinking my shot of tequila against Lydia's and Ellie's. We all downed our shot, and I sucked the juice from my lime like my life depended on it. I wasn't very good at shots. I held back a gag as Ellie struck up conversation. "I can't believe you got stuck in the elevator door," she said, laughing all over again. Just when I thought I'd heard the end of it, it was brought up again. The minute I had returned to my desk, shoes in hand, looking flustered as all hell, my friends launched into their questioning. I relayed most of the story, giving them enough ammo to tease me the rest of the day. But, at least I'd given them all a good laugh. I was hoping they would drop it, but I should have known better with my group of friends.I placed a palm over my face. "Oh god I know. It was mortifying." "What was it like? Having Dakota help you?" Lydia pressed. "It was fucking embarrassing," I laughed, "What do you mean?""No, I mean, what was it like to have his hand
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