We met on Hinge, the app that's like window shopping for love, and decided to make our first date a classic combo: a hike and beer. After trudging up a trail pretending not to be out of breath, we ended up at the Jolly Pumpkin, where I thought we really hit it off. Turns out, she thought *vanishing into thin air* was the next logical step. I didn't hear from her for weeks, and just as I was coming to terms with being ghosted, she reappeared like a plot twist in a rom-com. Apparently, my charm is irresistible—eventually.