Tonight is the night it all begins. This isn’t just any date. This is THE date.

The kind that every late-night conversation, every nervous swipe, every 'maybe this time' connection has somehow led to.

You’ve talked for weeks. Hours of messages that felt effortless. The kind of conversations that don’t even need emojis to be funny. You laughed at the same weird memes. You both order the same meals. You somehow like all the same movies but for completely different reasons.

It’s impossible, really, how right this person feels.
That should’ve been your first warning.

Because somewhere out there, the universe has been watching.
And the universe...being a trickster, prideful, and oddly competitive, doesn’t do “perfect.” which is exactly why the it has decided to interfere.

Now you find yourself standing in your apartment, trying to convince yourself the world isn’t actively conspiring against your love life.

Everything that could go wrong tonight probably will, but you’re not giving up.

Because if the universe wants to stop you from finding love, you've decided your going to make it to work for it.

(Hope you enjoy! Let me know your feedback or prompt issues!) 

The Universe Hates Your Love Story!