I’d been talking to Lily for a week before we went on our first date at a high-end downtown steakhouse. She looked like her Instagram photos—long auburn hair, green eyes, model-level stunning.
But from the moment we sat down, 🚩 red flags everywhere.
She barely looked at me. Constant texting. Taking calls. Ordering the most expensive items on the menu without hesitation. No real conversation. No interest.
Meanwhile, our waitress, Emily, noticed everything.
When Lily stepped away for yet another phone call, Emily leaned in and said she’d seen this before—girls using dates for free luxury dinners.
Then the check came.
“Your card was declined,” Emily said calmly.
Lily panicked. Rolled her eyes. Grabbed her purse. Walked out.
And never came back.
A minute later, Emily slid the real receipt over:
Total Due: $0.00.
She had comped my meal to save me from getting played.
We ended up exchanging numbers.
Funny how modern dating works. One bad Tinder-style date at a fancy restaurant… and you walk out meeting someone genuine instead.
Sometimes the worst first date turns into the best love story. 💫
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