Title: A night with my date

Meet adam grace. He is about to go on a date with a girl in her house, together with an insane old man.

It was 8:30. I looked at myself in the mirror; everything should be ok for me. I styled my hair; did a breath check no odd smells. I nod to myself, tonight should go on smoothly. The last date was so bad, it was beyond description. She had a voice sharp enough to probably pierce metal, whining and complaining about everything. The movie was too boring, the little walk around the park was too boring, and the food was not nice enough for her, I mean just shut the hell up. There was vomit all over me that night because she was drunk at the nightclub we went and she threw up all over me, and my car.

However I won't let just one bad date discourage me. A few days ago, in a clichéd way of meeting this date, I bumped into this one at a local café and she spilled her coffee all over me and you know the rest of the story later on. She said yes to the date but she told me that the date was at her house but it doesn't matter. She looks normal so nothing should go wrong.

I like comfort over style so I wore a white t-shirt with black sleeves with blue jeans; nothing ever goes wrong with blue jeans. I stepped out of my apartment, walked ten steps to my right and knocked on the door.

And old man opened the door and my eyes turned wide. He was only wearing a diaper. Words could not describe what I have seen.

"Un Un Uncle is he here." The old man stammered. There was someone shouting inside the apartment.

"Oh my gosh! Adam you here already? I'll be out in a sec." It was my date Olivia Grundstrom, she was in her bedroom dolling up. I was still standing outside her house as this weird old man started to survey me ( If surveying means sniffing to him) as I looked at him nervously.

"Ok sorry to keep you waiting...oh no!" she walked out of her bedroom and she was appalled to see the man getting closer and closer to me and before I could react, he jolted down and started sniffing on my crotch. I was horrified.

"Oh no no no dad! You are not supposed to be doing this, I told you to wear your clothes, not run around in the house naked like this!" Olivia said as she ran towards her dad as started to pull him away from me. I'm amazed to see her strength as she dragged the poor old man away from me; I was even amazed that this man was her father.

"Sorry he does this to any visitor that comes by; he thinks he's a watchdog." She shouted at me as the both of them fell onto the sofa. I don't know if I should come in or just go away.

"Please come on in." Olivia shouted at me again as she tried to calm her father down, who is now laughing hysterically and flapping his hands like a beheaded chicken, eventually he was calm and he looked subdued, occasionally snickering at himself. I reluctantly stepped inside, hoping to not get pied in the face or something like that. The both of us looked at each other.

"Is he all right?" I asked her worriedly.

"He's gonna be fine." Olivia took a deep breath as she composted herself. She looked at me again.

"Hi I'm Olivia." She said as she introduced herself.

"Yeah I know, we met before didn't we?" Olivia realised what she said and she felt embarrassed

"Oh sorry, I'm such an idiot, just a bundle of nerves tonight because of him." She said with a laugh, looking at her father.

"Dad this is my date Adam and it won't be nice to let Mr Grace here see you like this, how about you dress up in your clothes is that all right?" Her father nodded and Olivia stood him up before she sends him into the bedroom.

"Wear your clothes this time and stop jumping on the bed!" she said to her father before she proceeded to sit on the sofa. I joined her too as she sat on the sofa as well. She was wearing a yellow singlet and wearing denim short shorts. Her sandy blond hair is tied back into a ponytail and she was wearing barely any make-up at all.

"So hi, welcome to my humble home."

"A pleasure to be here, this place looks exactly like mine." She caught on my little joke and she laughed. I continued on with the conversation.

"So how about a little get-to-know session, I will start first I guess. Let's see, I'm a middle school teacher and let's just say I love my job how about you"

"Chef's assistant, thought they pay shit." I smiled, she was right; I heard somewhere that sous-chefs are very much underrated."

"Speaking about food, I just came back from work and I didn't prepare anything for the both of us to eat." Olivia was starting to worry.

"It's ok we could have take-out, I don't mind at all."

"No, I don't want our first date to be eating pizza hut." Olivia stood up and walked into the kitchen.

"But it doesn't matter, I'm fine with anything." I said to her again.

"No I insist on the cook something, dinner will be ready in ten minutes." She said in a hurry, taking the ingredients out of her fridge.

End of chapter 1.1