Mash Blind Date: a couple who have already dated each other but have absolutely no clue

CHARLOTTE Tomlinson and Oliver O’Connor have been nominally looking for love and finding only casual sex for some years now. When will they realise they’ve dated before? 

Oliver on Charlie

First impression?

Gorgeous, my type definitely, and with an easy familiarity to her. We just fell into talking so naturally, already on the same wavelength. There was none of that awkwardness.

How was conversation? 

Pretty good – I was telling her about my new job, she was telling me about her new job, we’ve both changed career in the last year. She’s not been on the apps long so when she asked if I had I lied. Don’t want to seem like a player with a girl who’s a prospect.

Memorable moments?

We’d actually been to the same gig about 18 months ago, which was fantastic and we both said the same thing: ‘I wish I’d been there with you instead!’ Apparently she was with some boring twat.

Favourite thing about Charlie? 

Just the way she fits into my world like I’ve found the missing jigsaw piece. And she liked my new beard.

A capsule description? 

Sexy, funny, and a joy to be around. Blonde, but she said she used to have short hair and be brunette. I can almost picture her.

Was there a spark? 

Absolutely. Wait, Charlotte? Because she looks a lot like that girl Lottie who was a fucking mess.

What happened afterwards? 

It was during the pudding course, when she was devouring her crème brûlée with lascivious abandon, that I suddenly remembered we’d dated before. That, in fact, a very similar act to her going at that sweet comestible was burned into my wank bank. But I’d already invited her back to mine and couldn’t back out now. Nor did I want to.

What would you change about the evening? 

I’d say the evening as a whole went very well. Would I have remembered our past earlier? Maybe. Would I have her remember who I was? Maybe not. I was kind of a knobhead that year.

Will you see each other again?  

We’ve already arranged it. I may end up in a long-term relationship with someone who has no memory of our previous short-term relationship. I’m okay with that.

Charlotte on Oliver

First impression?

Okay, he’s hot.

How was conversation? 

Decent; he’s in finance, which is great because I’ve dated enough boring broke losers trying to be creative, he’s not much for Tinder which is good given my past, he likes gigging. We have a lot in common.

Memorable moments?

Yeah there were some, which is good. Unlike my dates of triple gins and secretly vaping weed 18 months ago.

Favourite thing about Oliver? 

He just seems really nice, unlike the up-themselves I’m-writing-a-screenplay wankers I used to go out with. I’m trying to break out of my self-destructive relationship patterns.

A capsule description? 

I wanted to start again with someone new. He seems perfect.

Was there a spark? 

Yeah. He seemed to come to a realisation over pudding. Something in his eyes changed. I think that’s when he fell for me.

What happened afterwards? 

We went back to his place. I don’t have sex on the first date, that’s another new rule, so I just did oral. Nice clean dick, would blow again, that’s my feedback.

What would you change about the evening? 

Nothing, it was all good. I feel like I’ve moved on from the mistakes of my past. The lost years are over and the good times are beginning.

Will you see each other again?  

Definitely. I like him so much, tonight I’m going on a deep dive to delete all the incriminating pictures of other blokes I’ve shagged from my Instagram.

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Woman only dresses up for herself and the Aztec god Huitzilopochtli

A WOMAN only puts effort into her appearance for herself and the chief deity of the Aztecs Huitzilopochtli, she has confirmed.

28-year-old Lauren Hewitt does not wear figure-flattering mini dresses and layers of makeup to impress men, but to make herself feel good and amaze the fearsome Aztec god of sun and war Huitzilopochtli.

Hewitt said: “All girlies do this. How else are we supposed to boost our self-esteem and protect ourselves from the wrath of his flaming serpent Xiuhcoatl?

“It’s worth the expense and the pain. Rocking a super-chic balayage makes me feel like I could smash the glass ceiling, and tottering around in Louboutins is a fitting blood sacrifice that will satisfy Huitzilopochtli and fend off the infinite night.

“Men would know all this if they ever bothered to flick through an issue of Cosmo. The articles are all ‘Spring fashion trends to drive Huitzilopochtli wild’ this and ‘Ice Spice wows zaddy Huitzilopochtli in sheer stripe catsuit’ that. We couldn’t be making it more obvious.”

Man Wayne Hayes said: “And here I was thinking they were glamming up for Quetzalcoatl like an idiot. I apologise on behalf of all men, we are learning.”