A date with that guy? Tonight even?
Eileen had recently met one Perry Block and since he seemed nice she said yes to his faltering invitation. True, he was kind of old, kind of bald, and any looks he'd had must have been long in the rear view mirror, but why not?
He arrived at nine. Three or so hours later, her world was rocked!
Explosions! Fireworks! Yes, the Earth damn near moved!
Perry had gotten Eileen in the sack that night well before twelve o'clock!
By dropping her off about 10:30 because of her "headache," so she could go to bed early.
It was New Year's Eve.
Picture prompt above, story below, 101 words . ... well, yeah, the story's kind of a cheat and maybe a bit obvious, but I couldn't resist. Probably better than if I'd given you a story about The Honeymooners or Love American Style, which might have been a bit long ago and far away except for Boomers who remember such things.
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