Nikki begs from the back seat of Nick’s car where she is laying across the seat, covering her eyes with her arm. She got a little drunk last night…well, a lot drunk last night. After Nick took me to the amateur fight night to watch one of Jase’s fights last night, the four of us went to Club Blue where Nikki got sloshed. Jase won the fight; so apparently she wanted to celebrate for her man. I don’t think she is in much of a celebratory mood now. We are on the way to Nick and Nikki’s parents’ house in Pasadena for a Memorial Day dinner. Perhaps I’m a little nervous, but really, I just want to get this part of dating out of the way. Maybe that is why I agreed to come with them as quickly as I did last night. How bad could meeting the parents go? Nick made his mom sound like an angel, but the way he and Nikki described their dad, you would think the man was the devil himself. My dad died when I was very young, so I never really had a father figure in my life. I’ve never been able to relate to other friends and their relationships with their dads.
