The LadyKiller
Senior Don Juan
- Joined
- Oct 5, 2011
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A couple weeks back, I hit the bar with some friends. We ran into a group of acquaintances, which included a HB 8.5 who I had never met. Things started off well enough, but then my game fell off the tracks. She began talking about her alma mater, and I asked if she knew one of my very good friends who had attended the same school. She made a sheepish smile and said, "I think he hates me. He's a nice enough guy, but we made mistakes."
Apparently, there was some incident about four years ago when they were at school. I presumed they had hooked up and she eventually turned him down (OH HOW WRONG I WAS - that story at the end of the post). Anyway, I launched into how that doesn't mean I would dislike her - she was very nice - and that their incident was so long ago that I doubt my friend hates her (I even texted him and was right). I had lost momentum, and the rest of my "game" that night wasn't as on point as usual. At the end of the night, we exchanged numbers, but was 99% sure I had received a fake.
-To my surprise, the number was real. I texted HB 8.5 a week later suggesting she and her friends could tag along when we go out, she said she was with some co-workers but would "definitely" be up for something the next time she's free.
-My off night might have been somewhat negated when we crossed paths at the gym a few days after the night at the bar (this was before I texted her). We didn't talk much because we were working out, but she and her friend seemed impressed with my physique (friend made a compliment, HB 8.5 smiled).
-Ran into HB 8.5 briefly yesterday. We had some small talk, where she, out of the blue. complimented my watch. And again, she was smiling.
This isn't a "does she like me?" post, however I am surprised that HB 8.5 is showing signs of interest even after my display at the bar. Has something like this ever happened to you - a poor approach but still nets a positive result?
Oh yeah, about my friend. When I saw him the next day and brought up the subject, he looked like he had seen a ghost. Was in disbelief that a girl from years ago and from the other side of the country would eventually move to our town. In college, my friend threw a party, which HB 8.5 attended. She was on the verge of breaking up with her bf at the time and was complaining about him. My friend called her a wh*re, which resulted in HB 8.5 throwing a liquor bottle at his face. He kicked her out of the party and that was that. Wild times.
Apparently, there was some incident about four years ago when they were at school. I presumed they had hooked up and she eventually turned him down (OH HOW WRONG I WAS - that story at the end of the post). Anyway, I launched into how that doesn't mean I would dislike her - she was very nice - and that their incident was so long ago that I doubt my friend hates her (I even texted him and was right). I had lost momentum, and the rest of my "game" that night wasn't as on point as usual. At the end of the night, we exchanged numbers, but was 99% sure I had received a fake.
-To my surprise, the number was real. I texted HB 8.5 a week later suggesting she and her friends could tag along when we go out, she said she was with some co-workers but would "definitely" be up for something the next time she's free.
-My off night might have been somewhat negated when we crossed paths at the gym a few days after the night at the bar (this was before I texted her). We didn't talk much because we were working out, but she and her friend seemed impressed with my physique (friend made a compliment, HB 8.5 smiled).
-Ran into HB 8.5 briefly yesterday. We had some small talk, where she, out of the blue. complimented my watch. And again, she was smiling.
This isn't a "does she like me?" post, however I am surprised that HB 8.5 is showing signs of interest even after my display at the bar. Has something like this ever happened to you - a poor approach but still nets a positive result?
Oh yeah, about my friend. When I saw him the next day and brought up the subject, he looked like he had seen a ghost. Was in disbelief that a girl from years ago and from the other side of the country would eventually move to our town. In college, my friend threw a party, which HB 8.5 attended. She was on the verge of breaking up with her bf at the time and was complaining about him. My friend called her a wh*re, which resulted in HB 8.5 throwing a liquor bottle at his face. He kicked her out of the party and that was that. Wild times.