Ananda

My girlfriend and I had a date night. As I am currently the one making money, I organized and paid for everything. We started with a walk around the Olympic Park, which was lovely until my thighs betrayed me and chub rub began. I waddled back to the shopping centre.

We then filled our stomachs with Nando’s. My girlfriend had been to Nando’s before, but didn’t have chicken, something I think is an outrage unless you’re actually a vegetarian, which she is not. She ordered a quinoa salad with chicken breast and a side of rice and corn on the cob. I ordered my usual, half a chicken with chips, coleslaw and lashings of “Peri Peri” sauce. I love that sauce; if you gave me a bottle for my birthday, I’d be happy.

As a child, Build-A-Bear was practically a rite of passage for middle-class children. Through the years, I have built at least three bears. My girlfriend on the other hand had no idea such a place existed. We walked into the store feeling awkward about being the only non-children there. My girlfriend picked out a Pikachu toy and I asked if she wanted to put a sound in it. She was excited about that even being an option and decided yes, she did want one. So, I recorded a message into a recording device saying “I love you.” One of the employees helped us put it in the toy and then stuff it. We picked out a Superman outfit for the toy as well as some tiny glasses.

After buying the lovely Pikachu named Nandie, after me, we looked for a Krispy Kreme but couldn’t find them anywhere. Instead, we bought a pretzel and ate it while walking through the park. As we made our way to the cinema through Westfield shopping center, we saw it…Krispy Kreme, not far from where we thought it was originally. We bought six.

We went to the cinema and snuggled up while watching Get Out, a film I would certainly recommend. ♦