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Summary: Another girl bumps into me, ends...weirdly?
[Fiona] Swedish [Rating: objective 6/subjective 8*][Age: @22](closed)
*note that disparity between the objective and subjective ratings, it will become important later.
Open: Accidental
I was in a venue, complaining loudly to a friend that no girl in the bar/club was even remotely interested in me and actually pointing out girls who would refuse to talk to me when [Fiona] backed up and stepped on my foot. "You stepped on my foot!" I said, half joking. [Fiona] turned, apologized, and introduced herself. She was quite attractive, had on these really cute boots, but seemed a bit young. I bought her a drink (didn't know not to buy girls drinks yet). She was giving me a lot of IOI's, at one point she joked that she could fit both of her open hands into one of mine (and did so). Then my friend suggested we go somewhere else. I asked [Fiona], she said goodbye to her friends and came with us. I took that as an extremely good sign, and was quite excited.
Move: natural
We danced a bit in the next venue, and then decided to separate ourselves from our friends and go to another floor where we could sit and talk.
Escalation: mediocre
There were no seats available upstairs, so [Fiona] ended up sitting on my lap, with my arm wrapped around her. It felt like the most natural thing in the world, and the conversation was going great, flowing easily from one topic to the other, with a nice warm vibe the whole time.
Close: ridiculous fail
The night wound down, and I figured there was nothing left to do but go home. But then [Fiona] looked at her phone and said a male "friend" was coming to pick her up. "It's late and dangerous." I protested "at least let me take you home in a cab, no funny stuff, I promise." (I was still using nice guy tactics) We were outside and her friend actually rolled up on a scooter, and I watched her ride away.
I was literally open mouthed, I could not believe the seemingly crazy turn my luck had taken (this was literally two days after my FU from AFC Part I). I was furious and actually picked up and smashed a beer bottle against a wall before walking home in a daze.
[Interaction Rating]: 5
I was actually unwittingly following a quite good progression. This was mostly because it was the way [Fiona] wanted it to play out, but I didn't realize this. It is also important to note the crazy way the night ended. On the one hand, I wasn't moving fast enough with [Fiona], on the other hand, she was a bit weird as well, which I didn't discover til later.
[Fiona] Swedish [Rating: objective 6/subjective 8*][Age: @22](closed)
*note that disparity between the objective and subjective ratings, it will become important later.
Open: Accidental
I was in a venue, complaining loudly to a friend that no girl in the bar/club was even remotely interested in me and actually pointing out girls who would refuse to talk to me when [Fiona] backed up and stepped on my foot. "You stepped on my foot!" I said, half joking. [Fiona] turned, apologized, and introduced herself. She was quite attractive, had on these really cute boots, but seemed a bit young. I bought her a drink (didn't know not to buy girls drinks yet). She was giving me a lot of IOI's, at one point she joked that she could fit both of her open hands into one of mine (and did so). Then my friend suggested we go somewhere else. I asked [Fiona], she said goodbye to her friends and came with us. I took that as an extremely good sign, and was quite excited.
Move: natural
We danced a bit in the next venue, and then decided to separate ourselves from our friends and go to another floor where we could sit and talk.
Escalation: mediocre
There were no seats available upstairs, so [Fiona] ended up sitting on my lap, with my arm wrapped around her. It felt like the most natural thing in the world, and the conversation was going great, flowing easily from one topic to the other, with a nice warm vibe the whole time.
Close: ridiculous fail
The night wound down, and I figured there was nothing left to do but go home. But then [Fiona] looked at her phone and said a male "friend" was coming to pick her up. "It's late and dangerous." I protested "at least let me take you home in a cab, no funny stuff, I promise." (I was still using nice guy tactics) We were outside and her friend actually rolled up on a scooter, and I watched her ride away.
I was literally open mouthed, I could not believe the seemingly crazy turn my luck had taken (this was literally two days after my FU from AFC Part I). I was furious and actually picked up and smashed a beer bottle against a wall before walking home in a daze.
[Interaction Rating]: 5
I was actually unwittingly following a quite good progression. This was mostly because it was the way [Fiona] wanted it to play out, but I didn't realize this. It is also important to note the crazy way the night ended. On the one hand, I wasn't moving fast enough with [Fiona], on the other hand, she was a bit weird as well, which I didn't discover til later.