Sorry, fell asleep. But nah, if I'm remembering right the weirdest situation getting a girl (I was in a mainly friends-with-benefits relationship on and off for about three years in high school, but that's a story for another day) was meeting this girl through a friend who apparently had this long-distance relationship / penpal and things were going south between the two, so her and I got together for about a month or so because he had stopped talking to her. She didn't have a car but she stayed over at my place twice, and it was more or less a 50-mile drive one way (meaning getting her there and back cost like half my tank) but eventually her "ex" got back in touch with her saying some bullshit like his parents had destroyed his phone or something.
I have too many dude stories to recall where I could have died, but if we're talking expressly with the intent of developing a relationship out of it, then it was probably when this dude I met online and I talked for a week, we went to see, like, a Wednesday afternoon showing of Prisoners (I suggested it because it was the longest movie running at the time) and the projector was busted or something so we got free tickets for a future use and they fixed the projector after like 30 mins. Anyways, point is that we were fucking standing up, top row of the theater because it was completely dead. Which isn't really a story on its own, except later on during that date we also fucked in a Best Buy bathroom. The next / last date we got sushi or something and got a hotel room in Pensacola (both of us lived about an hour away, but in opposite directions) and I had never done anything like that before (I think I had just turned 19 at the time) so that was kind of a weird experience. The morning after he took me to some local coffee franchise that was suuuuuper Christian and right next to a big Christian college and then at that point he was expressing some reluctance to do any PDA and I was starting to get some general "he isn't going to call back" vibes from him, and sure enough he didn't. It's just bizarre to me because, like, if you're at a point where you know you're going to be doing gay shit in public, then why the fuck would you take someone to VeggieTales Cafe after?