On our first date we got coffee and walked the trails at 7 Bridges. His dad called and said he needed him to bring the truck to him and he’d let him take the “little car”. After 7 Bridges, we ended up at his house to get the truck. At the time, I didn’t know where we were taking the truck. We pull up to a house and it’s his grandpa’s house, who had JUST passed away maybe a week or so prior. I wait outside so he can go grab the other keys, but then his dad needs help moving something so I have to go inside because it is going to take some time. When I get inside I am greeted by his mom, dad, aunts, uncles, cousins, sister AND sister’s best friend. After he’s done helping his dad move stuff, he gets the keys to the “little car” and he drops me off at home in his dad’s porsche. I was horrified.