But there’s really almost zilch on what it would be like on how to “date” a German girl. Since the events are a bit distinct, to make things a little bit more untraceable, I shall be changing the names and locations. You can skip my background, but it does perhaps give a bit of context for your constructive comments for me Once I finished this story last night, I realized it became quite long. So please grab yourself a cookie and enjoy the short story on your Monday as you sip a good cup of coffee or something. I am currently a master student in the southern side of Germany. But this was done in an international setting so to speak, with fellow expats as well. To be even more social, and make my tandem speaking experience more immersive, through the couchsurfing app, I was looking for people to join me and my tandem partner although the action was without his knowledge , and I stumbled upon her account looking for people to hang out with. We got into talking for a bit and then I asked her to join me and my partner in my town. But because she was a little bit too far away from where I was and it may get a bit too late in the evening as well, we decided not to meet that day. She invited me instead to visit her town, which I happily accept since it will be a brand new town for me to see as well , and so we exchanged numbers and postponed it for the day after.
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