Haha ok here's one from a few years ago (when I didn't know this site existed)that wasn't so smooth, but the change-up worked like a charm.
Met this girl, HB9ish (physically) but totally crazy. Actually when I first met her she got abusive as all hell, after a period of good convo. Anyway, a few months later I caught up with her in a club and she was very apologetic, saying that she was drunk, a bad time in her life, blah, blah. We had some decent convo and she gave me her number. As the night wore on the exact same thing happened, she started to turn again... "You really can't see it can you? You're such a player, you can't help yourself. Why can't you just be yourself... blah blah, were you like this with your ex?"
Anyway I could see it happening again, when inspiration hit me, "she's one of these b*tches that loves drama. Right I'll give it to her:"
I stared cold and hard into her eyes. "Don't you f***in DARE judge me on that, you don't know me. For your information, yes, I ripped that girls heart out and there's not a day that goes by I don't regret the pain I caused her. But you know what? I don't give a f**k what you think of me, cos I don't have to prove a damn thing to you, I don't have to prove a damn thing to ANYONE"
Well the look on her face was priceless, and she leapt on me and gave me a hug. Later on, outside when everything had closed up and I was chatting to a few of the boys she came over again... guess she wasn't done with the drama...
"Can I talk to you over here... why do you have to be so staunch in front of all your boys, why do you have to be such a d*ck?"
I looked at her and said "Girl, I've got no idea what you're talking about but I seriously don't feel like this sh*t right now, I'm out..."
She said "We've got something special here and you're just going to walk away are you?"
I replied "Yep that's EXACTLY what I'm gonna do. See ya later babe" giving her a kiss on the cheek and just walked (all the way home too - what a dumbass)
About half an hour later I texted her: "A blind man could tell how I feel, but sometimes that's just not enough"
She texts back: "Come over we'll talk, my address is...."
He shoots, he scores...
Met this girl, HB9ish (physically) but totally crazy. Actually when I first met her she got abusive as all hell, after a period of good convo. Anyway, a few months later I caught up with her in a club and she was very apologetic, saying that she was drunk, a bad time in her life, blah, blah. We had some decent convo and she gave me her number. As the night wore on the exact same thing happened, she started to turn again... "You really can't see it can you? You're such a player, you can't help yourself. Why can't you just be yourself... blah blah, were you like this with your ex?"
Anyway I could see it happening again, when inspiration hit me, "she's one of these b*tches that loves drama. Right I'll give it to her:"
I stared cold and hard into her eyes. "Don't you f***in DARE judge me on that, you don't know me. For your information, yes, I ripped that girls heart out and there's not a day that goes by I don't regret the pain I caused her. But you know what? I don't give a f**k what you think of me, cos I don't have to prove a damn thing to you, I don't have to prove a damn thing to ANYONE"
Well the look on her face was priceless, and she leapt on me and gave me a hug. Later on, outside when everything had closed up and I was chatting to a few of the boys she came over again... guess she wasn't done with the drama...
"Can I talk to you over here... why do you have to be so staunch in front of all your boys, why do you have to be such a d*ck?"
I looked at her and said "Girl, I've got no idea what you're talking about but I seriously don't feel like this sh*t right now, I'm out..."
She said "We've got something special here and you're just going to walk away are you?"
I replied "Yep that's EXACTLY what I'm gonna do. See ya later babe" giving her a kiss on the cheek and just walked (all the way home too - what a dumbass)
About half an hour later I texted her: "A blind man could tell how I feel, but sometimes that's just not enough"
She texts back: "Come over we'll talk, my address is...."
He shoots, he scores...