# Random Story's - Tinder Shock 1.0
The story begins when I was able to stay up once again, an email came saying that I didn't want to reactivate, I was just smoking my nightly joint, and why not?! - It won't be anything on the basis anyway.
Maybe 2 weeks passed after the reactivation, really maximum. I have 1 Match - then a new one.
I'll see what the hell! - Larrissa sent a message
We got into a conversation, which easily turned into a standard everyday message exchange. Which ended in the evening hours with a goodbye, Good night - Good night.
That is, we were still thinking about this at the time....
Then I rolled a cigarette, I had just lit it, the notification sound came on the phone again, look.... Larrissa sent a message.
-I say to myself, can't you sleep? Are you bored?
I inhaled the joint, I'm already working on a pleasant euphoria, well I say let's see what he wrote, what if he had a bad dream and was startled,,, haha.
The next moment the smile froze on my face when I started reading its contents.
It was the following:
"I may regret what I write, but I'm tired of wasted conversations, dates, idiotic programs, lots of "obligatory" circles. But I don't want a relationship! You know what I want?! Fuck! Then - There - With, when - where - with whomever I want.
At that time I would like to note that I was a little shocked, well, about so much that the burning Joint in my hand almost burned itself out, because I was just looking for the fallen state....
The further content of the message was the following:
Here is my address, bring two bottles of SAUSKA Rosé, and condoms.
If in your reply message you are confused, do not believe or doubt, then I will ban you at that moment, because I do not want to raise a weak boy to understand the text. I want a man who will give me what I want. From our conversation I think you are not stupid... So don't get up I was disappointed.
He closed his letter and added a winking smile at the end. - What the fuck?!
I sat motionless for a few moments, my burnt Joint in one hand, and the other staring at the phone in my hand, until the screen closed by itself and went dark.
It was simply half-broken, I couldn't put it down, and on the other hand it surprised me, because until then I thought Larissa was an intelligent, educated, conservative girl, from her appearance, pictures and writing, for whom a friendly "fuck off" remark would bring on a hysteria.... Well, at that point it seemed that I was very wrong.
However, it still didn't want to dawn on me that such a thing existed?! This is happening to me?! What's wrong?! Or did I just roll too strong a cigarette? And my imagination?!
In the next part, the story continues. As for the It creates a more unexpected feeling in the air than the previous twists and turns.
But all this will be revealed in the next part -> RandomStory's - Tinder Shock 2.0
If you read it and it caught your attention, share your opinion, point of view or just laugh with me or at me in the comments. Or share what you think the second half of my Tinder adventure holds.