Feels just like spending the entire evening over dinner telling that girl how nice and awesome she is, pay for the dinner and all, the when the time comes...
"No no...it's ok. Don't worry, my boyfriend will come pick me up in a few minutes. I just messaged him."
That is when that massive 'L' neon glowing on top of your head falls on you.
Bah!
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