We’ve all been on awkward dates. Dates where halfway through the meal we realize we can’t think of anything else to say about “what we like to do on the weekends”. The silence is deafening, the crowds are overwhelming, and the weight of everyone’s eyes gets heavier, as you feel them watching your pathetic, silent dinner. To make matters worst, you begin to sweat. Your new gray shirt slowly becomes darker, wetter and smellier. There’s no hiding your heated hormones.
