You knew dating Boomer wasn’t gonna be all sunshine and roses, or romantic walks on the beach, he wasn’t a romantic person, and when he tried he clumsily fooled himself.

So this time he tried, he picked you up twenty minutes late in this decaying looking car, and took you to an equally as bad restaurant in the shadier park of the city.

He had slicked his hair back tried to put some nice clothes on but…it was just awkward, “Sorry, Love..” he mumbled taking a bite of his greasy burger.