Nikki Westcott

He was a relatively attractive dude and we had a little kiss after and he walked me home.

But then...

He followed me on Instagram after the date and I immediately got the ick.

It's giving Fubu a tracksuit.

Big time.

I don't know if it was his fashion sense.

Pics that don't show him in the best light or what, but I was like, oof, I don't know about this brother.

I had a really nice time on the date though, so I thought, bitch, stop looking at his Instagram and just keep going with it.

So I stopped stalking him and I let myself be excited to see him again based off the fact that I just had a good time with him IRL.

We were messaging back and forth for a bit up until a few days after our date, but then he dropped off the face of the earth for three days when we were mid-convo.

I guess it was a long weekend and he would have been out and about, but I just didn't hear from him until Monday night.

He slid back in with the lackluster message, not even acknowledging the previous messages I'd sent or the fact that he'd just gone ghost for a few days.

I can't help it, but the lack of effort and consistency made me totally lose interest.

Lock me up.

I'm psychotic.

And then to top it off, he posted a cringy selfie on his Instagram photo dump that really solidified my ick.

He's interested in going on a second date, but now all my interest and excitement has just disappeared.

Am I being way too harsh for looking for reasons to not be into him because he's not my type in the first place or is it play on that I'm kind of off it now?

I know it also is really shallow, but he's just not the kind of guy I could picture myself with aesthetically.

Oh, big swagger.