6/25/10: Lars Eller

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This will be interesting...

Name: Lars Eller

DOB: May 8, 1989

Current NHL Team: Montreal Canadians

A half hour before your date with Lars, he rings the doorbell. You questioningly open the door and let him in. The two of you simply sit at the kitchen table in silence.

"First of all," he says. "I'm not very good at planning." It doesn't take you long to realize that neither of you have any idea what your going to do on this date. After minutes of discussing, you finally decide to just get in the car and drive around. If there's anything interesting, you sure as hell are gonna go do it. He politely asks if you will drive. Not only does he want you to drive, he wants you to drive his car. Absentmindedly, you do what you are told. Even after driving all the way across town five times, you and Lars don't see anything that you really want to do. When you pull back in to the driveway of your house, Lars puts the car in park and all that because you don't really know much about these kind of fancy cars. As you look at the tree outside through the window, you notice the door is locked. You know how to manually unlock it, but when you try to reach for the button, Lars grabs your hand. He looks at you devilishly and says: Let's make this fun.

Lars doesn't say a word for the next five minutes. He kisses you so often that you barely have time to breathe. Your not quite sure what to make of this; you're not going to pull away or make him stop, but you don't really want to encourage him, either. He eventually stops, and when he does, you're half relieved and half disappointed. Then you lead him back into your house where you sit at the kitchen table like before and pretend that nothing has happened. When the alarm on his watch goes off, he stands up and begins to leave without saying a word.

What to you do? Do you call after him, or do you let him go?