![]() Most Ramon family celebrations are spent at home with wine by the dozen and plenty of Mama Ramon’s home-cooked lasagna. I’ve never stepped foot in a restaurant as fancy as Simon’s. snagged us a reservation at Simon’s Steakhouse – I’ve been trying to get in there for ages! I wonder how he did it… I’m sure it involved him flirting with a hostess in some way, that cheeky devil. I mean, I usually want to argue about everything when it comes to H.R. He insisted on treating me to a steak dinner as a thank you. was super gracious about it seeing that I did lay my life on the line for him (who ever thought I’d do that? Safe to say I wouldn’t do that for any other Wells’!). Cisco Ramon- gentleman, hero, and all around badass once again. I was loving that special tingle you get when you find something real, but it all got ruined when Gypsy decided to return to Earth-19.īut in the wake of it all, I saved H.R. I can’t say I’m a stranger to being threatened by mysterious women (looking at you, Peek-a-Boo and Golden Glider!), but something about Gypsy was cosmic… beyond any connection or vibe I’ve gotten with any other girl. getting into trouble (I knew that guy was bad news), which then led to this whole fiasco with Gypsy. I mean, c’mon, multiverse! It all started out with H.R. Safe to say, I’m no longer fretting about my profile and, now that I think about it, I might even terminate my account! Long story short, I got her number and am now waiting the appropriate amount of time before I can call without seeming too desperate. We sat together and sipped our lattes, talking all the way into the night until we shut the place down. Maybe I had love on the mind, but I’m pretty sure her hands lingered, and when she offered to buy me a new coffee, I took her up on the offer. But whereas that might have been a turn-off for most women, this one simply grabbed a handful of napkins and started dabbing at the stains. She pulled me to my feet and apologized profusely for bumping into me, at which point I became painfully aware that I was drenched in stale coffee. ![]() A second later, a back-up generator hummed to life and the lights flipped back on and I found myself staring up at a beautiful, yet red-faced, young woman. I only had a second or two to despair before something – rather, someone - crashed into my chair, knocking me onto the floor and spilling my room-temperature latte all over my shirt. The shop was plunged into darkness and my carefully-crafted bio was lost forever. I realized my pic of me cosplaying as Link from Zelda probably wasn’t the biggest babe magnet, so I updated it with a more flattering photo of me at a Diamonds game – manly, right? Just as I was about to upload everything, the power went out – apparently, the barista had blown a fuse trying to meet the demand of a dozen undercaffeinated hipsters. I snagged my laptop and set-up shop at CC Jitters (their WiFi is on point) and revamped my online profile. So, update your apps, ladies, because Cisco is back in the game! As a scientist, my life is all about the formulas trusting an algorithm to find my soulmate made perfect sense. No one knows what the future holds – even if you have metapowers and the ability to manipulate the Speed Force – but I’ll be damned if my future is filled with me eating Spaghettios and watching X-Files reruns alone. My apartment is great and all, but Siri and Alexa can only provide so much female companionship. ![]() All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy, amiright? Seeing Barry and Iris playing house gave me all the feels and reminded me that that’s what I want – someone to come home to. That’s how the saying goes, right? All the recent meta mayhem meant that I had severely neglected my dating life. If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. ![]()
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