You know, one where you make awkward small-talk leading up to it,
barely know each other’s names and come up with some sort of false pretense as to why you have to leave so quickly (i.e. “yeah, my goldfish is sick and can’t be left unattended for too long” or “I have a really pressing hair appointment that I have to get to”).
We’ve been thinking up names for each other, I had decided on Rachael and Dave, but he seems really set on Debbie and Tra’lik.
I’m not sure how Tra’lik is pronounced.
Though a quick google search for “Tra’lik” has led me to this twitter account:
And a Google Images search led me to find what is pictured in this post.
I get to have sex with THAT tonight.
I know you’re jealous.