Date #7 & #8: Top Shelf Tales

Sept. 3rd, 2021

Now, Date #7 and Date #8 were the finest of the fine. I was asking God how I lucked out twice in a row. My first (and only) date with #7 (nicknamed Seven for story purposes) was to Top Golf in Oxon Hill, MD, and I’ve been trying to go back ever since. Up until Date #28, this one was my favorite. I don’t like guys who are overly competitive, but we had a nice balance of competitiveness and flirting. Vibes were nothing but fun, he was cute of course, and we had really good conversation. 10/10 no notes… oh wait there was a note towards the end.

It was the weekend so of course, it was packed. We had a bit of a wait before we could play and instead of eating there, we left to get Checkers and just talked in his car. I don’t quite remember what specifically we talked about but I do remember it was something family related and I was really intrigued. After some time, they notified us our tee time was ready. There was some flirting going on, some touching, I’m not sure if we had kissed at this point but I know for sure we did by the end of the night!

He was dropping me off at campus and we were sitting there making out until he stopped me and told me not to freak out. Now why the hell would I freak out… I instantly got nervous. Yall, why this man pull out a pew-pew from his waistband and puts it on the floor. Whyyyyy tf do you have that on a date and who the hell is looking for you? This ain’t the first time I’ve been around one and… I mean I didn’t feel uneasy or that my life was in danger but… what type of life do you live where you needed it on you tonight? He took it out because he said he didn’t want me to accidentally grab it. Looking back on videos I took of him playing golf I did notice he kept looking down towards the bottom of his shirt and pulling it down.

But yes so the pew-pew was put away, and he tried to get more physical. I won’t lie to yall, I really did want to...you know...with this man, but not in the parking garage of my school parking lot, especially since it was lit up. I couldn’t bring guests to my dorm (my school was wack for that), and he lived with his mom so of course I couldn’t go there. He mentioned getting a hotel room but eh, honestly it didn’t feel worth it to me. He seemed to be irritated about it not happening so I figured this was the last time I’d see or hear from him.

Sept. 4th, 2021

The next day, Saturday, I matched with this other guy, Date #8. We had only talked on the app for an hour until he asked what I was doing, and I told him I was walking around the Wharf in DC. He told me he was already out so he mentioned us meeting up since he didn’t have anything else going on. I said why the hell not? I don’t have any place to be. I think this was the quickest I met up with a guy after matching and talking on the app. But honestly, I prefer it. I rather not talk to a guy for weeks on end, just to then meet up in person and find out this isn’t it. This unfortunately happens more often than not.

Anywho, when this man walked up… my soul left my body. In my phone I nicknamed him “Giveon” because he looked like him to me (later on my friend saw him and said he looked like Big Sean to her) but regardless both those men are fine (to me) so you can imagine how I felt about this one. He was tall too, I believe 6’3. Chocolate. He was on the skinny side which I’m not too fond of but body types are the least important to me. I said wow, the Lord really wants me to have a good weekend.

So Giveon and I got Ben & Jerry’s at the Wharf and just walked around, talking. We ended up getting lost somewhere looking for a metro. At one point there was a sign saying which way it was but he tried to go the opposite way. I lowkey thought he was trying to get me lost on purpose because we went from a populated area to the back streets of somewhere where nobody was around. Mind you… I had not been in DC for a full month so I was still unfamiliar with the area. We ended up finding our way to the metro and talked a bit longer until we had to depart different ways. I didn’t know if I was going to see him again, but I enjoyed myself for the time being. Y'all might be saying to yourselves “Eboni, this isn’t a date”, and yup I agree!

September 5th, 2021

The next day is when we had an actual date. He said for us to meet at Alero on U St. since it was walking distance from his place. Another Mexican spot and I’m not sure why people brag about this place (I think because of the drinks) but the food wasn’t all that. We split the bill then went back to his place and I will let y’all conclude what happens after that. The only thing I will say… is that I am very pleased with how the night ended(:

I woke up the next morning (yes at his place) with a text from some unsaved number inviting me to a pool party that day. I didn’t know who it was but I agreed because who declines a pool party? As I scroll through the message thread I realize it’s who do you know? Seven! I was excited. I asked my roommate if she was busy… she was… but I told her about the pool party and that I didn’t want to go alone, so she moved her plans (such a great roomie). Giveon walked me to the bus where I went back to campus and got ready for the pool party. 

My roommate and I of course had to get some food in our system and have a drink before Seven picked us up from the dorms. On our way to the pool party we had a few shots with Seven while we waited for his friends, then the drinking really began once we got to the rooftop. It wasn’t the “party” I was picturing. You know Cali pool parties are in someone's backyard and either a few people are in the pool or no one is in the pool but everyone is in some bathing suits.

I (even to this day) haven’t been to other DC pool parties but this one like I said was on a rooftop, and it was only me, my roommate, Seven, and like 3 or 4 of his friends, and then other random people who lived in the apartment building. It luckily wasn’t crowded but his friends were cool, still IG followers to this day! I was still in Cali mode and assumed no one or very few people would be in the pool so I didn’t bother wearing a swimsuit and opted for a sundress instead (and still the only time I’ve worn it). It’s probably a good thing too, as I’m sure I had too many drinks in me to even think about swimming. My roommate had to dip early so Seven took me back to campus after getting me some chicken that I was desperately craving.

I can’t tell yall all I had to drink that day but I can tell you that by the time I got back to campus, I didn’t even know my name. The pictures in my phone had to tell me the story. I’m not gonna lie, as drunk as I was, I probably embarrassed myself. I’m not sure what or if I did anything specific but after this day I barely heard from Seven again. I assume I embarrassed myself in some way because I thought it was weird he invited me to a pool party after first meeting me only a few days before, and then not hearing from him again until a few weeks or months later (nothing noteworthy). But I enjoyed the two times I did see him.

Now with Giveon, we saw each other a handful of times after that weekend… and those times were only ever at his studio apartment, where women’s clothes, heels, and a bracelet were seen. He said his friend was using his place to store her things until she moved but mmm I didn’t question it any further. Our fun quickly died when he would tell me goodmorning, and when I said good morning back he wouldn’t say anything else the rest of the day. It took the third good morning text in a row for me to not respond until he asked if I hated him and I told him I wasn’t interested anymore. That was the end of that.

I won’t lie, that weekend was honestly one of the best I had since moving to DC. Top Golf with Seven on Friday, the Wharf with Giveon on Saturday, (spent the night with TJ Saturday night), Alero with Giveon on Sunday, spent the night, then woke up and went to a pool party with Seven on Monday. I was living my best life in DC! The two men were fine and I had fun with both of them but it was obvious it wasn’t going anywhere with either. I took it for what it was and enjoyed it for as long as it lasted.