This happened to me this summer. I had been chatting with a girl, let's call her Lillith, on tinder who was super cute, and she wanted to come hang out at my place to watch Netflix. She was also a Wiccan, and my friends told me she was definitely crazy because of this and a few other things. However, in my blue ball driven brain I think, "Fuck yes, Lillith won't have any catholic or religious guilt about casual sex." So, because I was horny as Darth Maul's face, and she seemed like a reasonably sane person, I agree to drive what I thought would be 20 mins, but was actually more like 40 minutes, to pick her up. I hadn't realized how far away the drive was, so when I put it into google maps I text her saying, "Hey, I'm leaving now, but I'll be about 20 minutes later than I was planning." She didn't respond but I assumed she would so I set out on the forty minute drive. At this point it was already 9 o'clock at night, because I worked so late, and I was pretty convinced she was going to stay the night because who agrees to hang out and watch netflix that late at night with no ulterior motive? Anyway, 10 mins into the drive she still hasn't responded to my text, so I text her saying "Hey, kinda making me nervous, you still want me to come right?" ...Radio silence. At this point I'm thinking, Am I being trolled right now? But I decided that she might have just have been taking a shower or something, so I send one more text and put my phone down. "Hey Lillith, I'm 20 mins from your place, and this is a long drive, so if you don't respond in the next ten minutes I'm going to have to turn around." I don't look at my phone for the next ten minutes, but at this stage I am pissed off. As you can guess, Lillith hadn't responded to my text so I take the next exit and turn around, fucking fuming at her, and I begin to speed home as I text her, "Well Lillith, I don't know what I did to deserve this, and I was really looking forward to meeting you,but I'm going home now and FUCK YOU." I think this was a pretty reasonable text considering the circumstances, and it certainly didn't manage to capture the extent of my anger. I'd never been blown of before, and it hurt a lot. So, as I'm running through different lies I can tell my friend to save face I get a call... it's Lillith. I consider not answering, but of course I do. The first thing she says is, "What the fuck is that text about?" Which totally catches me off guard, because I was either expecting to hear the voice of a 49 year old man laughing down the phone, or an apology. I'm a little stunned but I say, "I drove for half an hour, we had been texting non stop all night and then you didn't say anything while I was driving to pick you up, so I turned around." I'm trying to contain my anger, but for some reason I am not chewing her out, well actually I still entertained the idea of getting laid so that's a lie. "I went to Walmart and forgot my phone, I just got back, are you not picking me up anymore?" This is literally the LAST fucking thing I expected her to say, but I somehow refrain from raising the point that it was the worst timing to decide to go to fucking Walmart of all places, but I reply, "Well, I'm going in the opposite direction, but I can still be at yours in about 20 mins, if you still want to come back to mine..." She says great, and I am so relieved that I just start laughing, and we joke about the whole situation. So, after an hour of driving I pull outside her place and she comes out, and she looks exactly like she does in her pictures. She's thin with an amazing ass, and her voice sounds like an anime character, which brought up some strange fetishes in my head I hadn't realised I had. Needless to say, I thought this had gone from being the first time I'd ever been stood up, to maybe being a really amazing date. Oh how wrong I was... From the get go we got along great. We talked about all the movies and shows we liked, and I confessed my love for Deathnote and she said she loved that show. It was awesome, I felt I could be my actually quite nerdy self around her. We get back to my apartment, and my two roommates, who are a couple, are wrestling in the middle of the floor in their underwear. my mind just freezes, how many things can go wrong in one night, they literally look like completely insane people, and by proxy make me look like a nutter too. Little did I know, nothing compared to the shit show that was coming. They stop wrestling and I introduce Lillith, then they drop themselves on the couch infront of the tv and refuse to move. I am freaking out now, there is no way I want to watch a movie with her while my half naked sweaty roommates are in the room, so I take a shot in the dark. "Hey Lillith, do you just wanna watch Netflix on my laptop in my room?" and I kid you not, she nods, and as she does my roommate asks what took me so long to get back, because my 40 minute trip had become an hour and 40 minute trip, and Lillith says smirking, "We were fucking," then walks into my room leaving me and my roommates stunned in the living room. At this point I'm thinking that this is going to be the best fucking date I've ever been on as I grin smugly and follow her into my room and close the door. We lay on the bed and she snuggles up to me and I scroll through Netflix, pointing out movies that I love before landing on Zoolander. She had never seen Zoolander, what kind of crazy person hasn't see Zoolander?! Don't answer that. So of course, I insist that we have to see it. It just get's better from there as she laughs all the the same parts of the movie as me, and loves it. When the movie ends we start making out right away, and despite it being late neither of us are tired.