My friend's Tinder date fell asleep on her sofa for 3 days: they've been together ever since

Tracey Folly

*This is a work of nonfiction based on actual events as told to me by my friend, who experienced them firsthand; used with permission.

My friend and her partner met on Tinder. It almost didn't happen, but she's glad it did. Today, they are one of the happiest couples I know, and they are proud parents of a baby boy.

See. Good things do happen on Tinder.

Despite her happy ending, my friend's Tinder date didn't exactly run smoothly.

To start, she wasn't even planning to meet her current boyfriend that night. In fact, she went on a date with another man, a man whom she also met on Tinder.

According to my friend, the date was terrible. She and the man had no chemistry. Dinner was awkward. There was nothing she wanted more than to get home and go to sleep.

My friend excused herself without ordering dessert. She and her date shook hands in the parking lot, and they got into their respective cars without a backward glance.

When she got home, she saw she had missed a phone call on her landline.

That's funny, she thought. No one ever calls this number.

My friend pressed the button on her answering machine and played the message. It was another man whom she'd also met on Tinder. She had given him her home phone number for some reason that she couldn't remember, but he hadn't called it—until now.

She listened to his message.

That man would become her second Tinder date of the evening.

"I was all dressed up," she told me. "I had already done my makeup. I figured why not?"

She called him back, and they planned to meet in an hour.

After dinner and drinks, she invited him back to her apartment to continue the conversation they had started at the restaurant. She unlocked the door to her place, showed him into the living room, and went into the kitchen to fetch glasses and a bottle of wine.

When my friend returned to the living room with the wine, she found her Tinder date asleep on the sofa.

"He didn't move for three days," she told me.

"Didn't he have to get up to use the bathroom?" I asked.

"No," she said. "He didn't use the bathroom for three days."

I was incredulous. "He didn't use the bathroom for three days? How does someone not use the bathroom for three days?"

She just shrugged. "I don't know," she said.

"Was he sick?" I asked. "Was he drunk?"

"I don't know," she replied. "I don't think so. He didn't drink that much, and he never said he was sick."

"What did he say about it?"

She laughed. "He said he was just really tired."

I couldn't imagine anyone being that tired, but everything worked out for the best.

My friend and her boyfriend have lived together happily as a couple ever since he woke up from his three-day nap. We still don't know why he didn't wake up for three days, but it looks a lot like destiny.

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