dating

All about dating. First dates, three years into a relationship, Tinder, and more.

Duel for the Airstream
Midge hoped the impending rain would hold off for awhile. As hardy as the little band of octogenarians considered themselves who were gathered around her father’s grave, none were impervious to catching cold, developing pneumonia.
By KateC Gaston6 years ago in Humans
The Tangles and Knots of Attachment
The string went through His open window and fell three stories down. It gathered on the sidewalk, it twisted on the ground. It snaked into the gutter, it drifted up the street. It tangled all the places, where once were Him and me. It snaked through that alley where I didn’t want to be. It gathered in a puddle where I hoped He would kiss me.
By L6 years ago in Humans
Candy and The Fest
Candy was one of the few people in this world who wasn't a victim of circumstance. Any other girl placed and raised in her panhandle house would be more reserved or less girly. The only thing that seemed to tie Candy to her upbringing was a dusty pair of boots and an affinity for cows.
By Lucy Richardson6 years ago in Humans
Grape Reflections
I twisted the silver band around my finger, staring at the glittering gems embedded in the metal. The way they reflected the candle light was mesmerizing, perfectly distracting. Four years ago, I sat at this very same bar, in the exact same corner. I was a different woman then. I had just moved to a new city, a new job, a new...everything. A coworker had suggested they set me up on a date with their roommate. She said he was New York native and I could use someone handsome to show me the city. I had the slight feeling that she may have just wanted to get him out of the house more, but she wasn't wrong. I could use the company. New York City was a big place, and it's even bigger when you're lonely.
By Sierra West6 years ago in Humans
Moving On
I glanced at the glass of Merlot before me. The glass was half empty, which I carefully sipped. I glanced around, looking for any signs of Sean. According to his profile, he was 6’2, slightly buff, and had a cleft chin. In almost every photo on his profile, he was wearing a suit. He was certainly a workaholic, and a CEO at a big-shot company of some sorts in midtown Manhattan. His thin lips were always curled into a smirk, and his dirty blonde hair was often slicked back with gel. There was nothing about Sean that particularly stood out to me aside from the fact that he was the only one from the hundreds of DMs I received on Tinder that didn’t ask if I was “DTF” or verbally assault me for specifying in my profile that I was seeking something long-term. I was also slightly drawn to his mysterious demeanor and the sense of shyness detected in the way he spoke.
By Lisa Lupo6 years ago in Humans
Finding Beauty in a Disaster
Refreshing my newsfeed once again, I started scrolling through the same Instagram posts I had just looked through a minute earlier. Then my phone finally vibrates. I quickly open the new message from Cindy, “I’m so sorry Kay, I can’t make it tonight. Don’t miss the fun on my account, I expect a full report later! XO”
By Michelle Pattison6 years ago in Humans
A Story in Text
I Sandra | 7.18 p.m. You there yet? Michelle: Pulling up to the restaurant now. Holy shit. Sandra: Swanky? Michelle: Swanky AF.
By Christian Alexander6 years ago in Humans
A Night Out
There I was sitting in my bathroom doing my best to look and feel like someone who actually wanted to go on a blind date. So far, I was just letting myself down. I so did not want to do this, at all. What had I been thinking allowing Jessie to convince me that this would be good? I was done with men, after my marriage had been such a freaking nightmare, why on earth would I ever put myself through that again? But here I was trying my best to not call this off before it even started.
By Lynn Murdock6 years ago in Humans
The Game
The Game Sometimes, when it’s the middle of a workday, you can feel the city’s heartbeat. If you’re looking out onto the streets or pizzerias or square office buildings, you’ll notice the rhythm of the subway tunnels echoing madly under the hum of thousands of footsteps on concrete. If you’re like Lucy, you might find yourself staring at the world from a park café, lost in the vibrations of the big apple’s beehive. When the hums grow louder with as the day goes on, people walk faster and notice less. It’s on days like this, when nobody looks back at you, that you get to stare at them.
By Sabrina Fraidenraich6 years ago in Humans
Plenty of Friends
I took a sip of my soda, casually surfing the internet. As I perused the latest news stories, I checked my email to see if I'd received anything interesting. Suddenly, I got jolted by a loud pinging noise. It was my tablet computer notifying me about a new message I’d received. Looking closer at the pop up, I realized it was a note from the dating app, Plenty of Friends.
By C BRAYNEN-THOMAS6 years ago in Humans
The Other Woman
"Sorry I'm late," Maria said as she came to the tablet. Charlotte never would've been late, Jeremy thought to himself. In fact, she would have been ten minutes early.
By Malia Hebert6 years ago in Humans
Run, Red, Romance
"Passport? Keys? Purse? Check. What am I forgetting?" Maya asked herself preparing for her flight to California. It had been a year since she had been home, but now she missed her family and best friend. Her best friend, Camilla, always knew how to ease her mind. They both loved the medical field and their friendship started in the clinic itself. Ten years ago they worked side by side, but Maya was now a pediatrician practicing at New York's Maison Des Enfants Hospital and Camilla was a registered nurse at Menlo Striver Hospital in California. Maya was excited to be reunited with her best friend. She drove to the airport and awaited her flight, with thoughts of how to surprise everyone. Little did Maya know that she was in for a surprise herself.
By Ashley 6 years ago in Humans