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TIFU by falling into the manhole on a first date

So I was on a date with this guy I've met a few months ago on a seminar. We we're texting frequently, I didn't like him much at first, I just wasn't in a mood for getting to know someone, but the more we've talked, the more I was interested because he's really smart, polite and gentle. Finally we've decided we shoud go on a date.

We met during a daytime, went bowling and had a lunch together. It was really nice, the talk was very good, we laughed a lot and I really enjoyed every minute of that 4-5 hour date.

Did you ever feel nervous when the first date is about to end? You just don't know how to say goodbye to them because you don't know if it's too soon for a kiss, or should you hug, or just wave each other and go separate ways... Well, I was really nervous and overthinking and in those moments, while we were walking through the square, I wasn't paying attention to anyone or anything. When we got to the point where we say goodbye, he was talking about how he enjoyed the date and that he's looking forward into seeing me again... I was so focused on him that I didn't notice there was uncovered manhole near us. I really hope he didn't notice it either. So we were just passing by the manhole when he stopped and said "Ok, I need to go this way, bla bla bla...". Now the manhole was right behind me, a step away, and I'm telling him "Oh, ok, I'm going this way (pointing with a thumb behind me)", and just as I've said "See you soon", while still looking at him I've made a step back and just completely disappeared in front of his eyes in a f*cking manhole.

There I was in a vault, wishing he didn't see what had happened, but as I look up I see his face, and he's asking me if I was okay. Got few scratches, covered in a mud (the vault was not that deep, there were pipes in it and a lot of rotting leaves and mud), but at that point I just wished the ground would've opened and swallowed me, because I was so embarassed.

He helped me get out of there, I thanked him and went home. I'm sure he will ask me out again, because we did enjoy the date, but I'm sure I'd feel so awkward.

TL;DR instead of getting a kiss at the end of the date, I fell into a manhole.

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