culture by Alyssa Castillo

Single in the City: Mr. Chinito of QC

“Neither of us wanted to cut the date short because those six hours just didn’t feel enough.”

Ask anyone and they would tell you that dating today is quite complex. While technology adds a layer of convenience to meeting new people, it does so with some baggage in tow. We send off our twenty-something into to the digital landscape to find out how things really are. We chose Bumble because it’s pretty much your run-of-the-mill dating app, except for a key difference: only the woman can message first. So what’s the mission for our brave writer? Go on a Bumble date for every NBHD we cover, and live to tell the tale. Next up: Mr. Chinito of QC.

Chinito of QC is a self-confessed introvert. But, surprisingly, we hit it off from the very beginning. I usually don’t click with shy types because I feel like I’m the only one exerting effort. Luckily our conversations were always upbeat and genuine, and he knew well to reciprocate the energy I was giving off. I was excited to meet him.

It wasn’t long until he asked me if we could hang out and see each other face-to-face. After all, he said he had stalked me enough to know that I was a real person. As a newbie to this dating app craze, I was reminded that people actually do this out of the fear of being catfished. There I was, slowly learning the rules and precautions of meeting up with strangers.

When the night came, he picked me up from my house and took me out to the one place I had really wanted to go back to: Uncle Moe’s. I was craving and I thought, now, this is my kind of date. I’m not a fancy girl and I’d prefer something or someplace low-key and relaxed. I’m all about good food and even better conversations, anyway. From the car ride down to the kofta balls and the kebabs, we talked for hours. We opened up about a lot of things to one another. The time ran way too quickly and we felt the need to compress all the topics in our lives that we wanted to cover.

The conversation also reached the point where we talked about exes and past relationships. The sad part of this is that when he began talking about a particular her, he just kept going on and on. I thought he wouldn’t stop. Although I appreciate that he instantly felt comfortable around me, I wished he didn’t talk about his ex-girlfriend so much. I didn’t actually need to know everything.

It was an enjoyable date, and we clicked despite our differences. Being able to just talk to somebody I barely know, as myself, is refreshing. He made me feel comfortable enough to share and become open that I paid no mind to the judgement that might follow.

We almost forgot that we both had work the morning after and it was nearly midnight when we realized that it was time to wrap it up. Neither of us wanted to cut the date short because those six hours just didn’t feel enough. The ride home was smooth and he drove slowly as we continued our conversation. And right before I got out of the car, he asked for a second date. I said, let’s see. But we haven’t spoken since.

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Alyssa Castillo
Alyssa Castillo is a freelance writer and is concurrently Rogue Media's Editorial Assistant for The NBHD. She reads for fun, writes for a living, and wastes too much time entertaining the possibility of a zombie apocalypse. Find her on Instagram as @alyssakcastillo.
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