tinder

[Bianca:]

The beginning of the story is not super uncommon. It was a Saturday night and I came home from a night of partying without any luck in terms of cute boys to kiss. But I was still "in the mood" to kiss one, so I ended up surfing the web, er, I mean, swiping on tinder. I stumbled upon some cute boys, and some hot boys, and some cute and hot boys, and gave them a like. But in the end that endeavor was also without luck, and it was late anyway. So I put my phone away and turned to other business.

So it came that I only realized on the next evening that I had a match with some of those boys. After cleaning up the drunk decisions, I started a chat with the rest. While all of them were interesting for their own reasons, only one is relevant for this story: Kevin. A guy that matches both the "hot" as well as the "cute" category at the same time. One of those easy going guys that make you forget the hardness of life and fall into that easy flow as well. And he seemed to like partying as much as I did.

What followed was obvious. He told me about a party setup that later turned out to be the Dionysus Gatherings. However, I was more interested in him and the "exciting attributes" he mentioned in his profile, and not so much about a philosophy gathering. Still, I accepted his invitation to attend one gathering. I admit that the mentioned "lack of a dresscode" sparked my curiosity.

After a few more chat messages he gave me a date and a time - already the day after tomorrow - and then I was alone with my insecurity.