At my place, the plan is to make a difficult cake together (I know how to cook and she wants to learn) and eat it afterwards. I had very little time to prepare everything and the masterword of this date is half-assed. I think I lost any points I won during the date before.

The cake is really difficult to make. I told her this but we don't have the same definition of difficult. At the first sign of boredom from her I become more assertive and do things on the side as fast as I can. She tells me she is impressed and this boosts my ego. After two hours of cooking we are finished and I tell her I'll do the dishes tomorrow. The cake goes in the oven and we drink the same cocktail (little gregory) I did at the NYE party she did not attend. She laughs and tells me I am a horrible person.

I tell her to go see the cake and she is very, very happy because it looks really good. We begin to eat a full meal, she tells me the food is good. We eat the cake as a dessert and it taste better than if we bought it. We congratulate each other. Belly full, not much to say. I see this date dying so I put some music and teach her how to basic dance. Madison first, then waltz, then rock. I have the time of my week dancing with her. Lots of eye contact, easy kino.

We go on the couch and she fucking sits away from me. While I am pondering what the fuck she wants from me and trying to decipher the mixed signals she sends (the dance was quite hot), she tells me I am a bad dancer. The 2 seconds it takes my busy mind to realize she was being playful and she can tell she hurt me. Congratulations, I am now an uptight arrogant prick that can't take a joke. The kino is dead and I resolve not to try anything to avoid a pathetic failure.

I relax a lot since the evening was tiring between the cooking and the dance, and the conversation dies slowly. I feel good and I am happy to be with her anyway. She seems to feel the same. She seems like she does not want to go, but there is no way I attempt anything unless she sends a clear signal.

She finally gets up, and I decide to give her a chance by showing her my hat from when I was in the Navy. I can tell that she does not know about the tradition that touching the top of the hat means you have to kiss the sailor. I ask her about it and explain it to her. I give her her coat and still nothing from her. I take off the hat. She touches the top but her body language is off. Can't tell if shy or just does not give a fuck about what I just said. We wish each other good night and she is on her way.

Lessons learned :

  • Half-assed sucks, I should have canceled it. I was not ready, no playlist means no good music, my flat still lacks some furniture and the cake was too hard for her.

  • Kino on a couch, never again.

  • Kino when dancing FTW.

  • Little gregory is a fun cocktail

I will set up a date one last time with Eve. After that I will consider myself friendzoned. This is not too bad, I enjoy being with her.

EDIT:

FR #2 is there