alexandra grace newell
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The Merlot
First dates are always awkward. Especially when you’re sitting in an expensive high-end restaurant trying to hide the tags on your designer dress so you can return it the next day. Jonathan Jones the Second (JJ for short) doesn’t seem to find it awkward, immediately ordering Merlot from the harried-looking waiter. He tells me it’s his favourite, and makes sure to slip in the four-figure price tag. I play the part of the impressed date and don’t mention that I already know it’s his favourite wine from stalking his social media. The restaurant is beautiful, if out of my price range. The chandeliers look like real crystal and I’m yet again relieved that he agreed to have our date here instead of a home-cooked meal at his apartment like he had originally suggested. You can never be too careful; public dates are statistically safer.
By alexandra grace newell3 years ago in Horror