Panoply.

The following podcast contains explicit language. They met at a party.

He was actually kind of sweet, like I was really, really badly playing

Dance, Dance Revolution, like I cannot dance at all.

We had been flirting earlier and I thought that once he saw me

dance would be completely over this person would never want to have sex with me like

ever. When the party ended everyone walked out together and they exchanged numbers made small talk.

Even though Sarah hadn't invited him to come home with her he started walking in the same

direction.

As a woman, you're always waiting for that moment when you're going to get attacked, right?

As she got closer and closer to her building, he was still following.

And I'm in my head thinking, oh my God, this person is going to force his way into my home.

When she got to the lobby, she waved goodbye, and he said no, I'm coming in.

It turned out you lived there.

Oh no.

I thought, oh shit, he's cute and like you shouldn't date people who live in your

building, right?

Because that's a disaster.

But Sarah didn't feel like she had a choice.

When someone cute asks you out and I hadn't been single for that long,

I was sort of powerless to say no.

Like, he'd seen me dance really badly and he still wanted to go out with me.

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