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Ok this is the last in my previous series of FRs, and as such its a few weeks old. I don't remember all of it, but this is the gist. This was the monday of two and a half weeks ago. Then I'll post some from this last week, when I have the chance (I barely have time, I need to get a hawaiian shirt for one of tonights three planned parties I'll be hitting up). I've also switched to a more BMOC style since then, as I already am getting quite the rep and frankly had a breakdown and needed to change things up. So this FR is the last of my "aloof game.." For now
I'm at the club, one of the many I go to (#grindinthatGC). My mate is absolutely smashed, and I am there chilling with Anna's friend, him, and another of their friends. I'm pretty drunk too, but still playing my aloof game (in the last week I've changed it up a bit). We are dancing with a group for a while. I start laughing my ass off.
Here's why:
The group dynamic is thus. Katrina is dancing with (let's call him Sam, and he's a fucking player) Sam. She is trying to make me jealous because she went into autorejection when I pulled Anna, a few days prior, after making out with her. Sam has been hooking up with a fairly cute blonde called Beth. Beth is actually really nice, but very flirty. She is dancing with me to make Sam jealous, because Sam has been sleeping around. She also has a distance BF.
So I'm watching all this go down, nominally involved, and laughing my ass off. Everyone is confused, cuz I'm normally so aloof. Oh well.
Eventually we go to get drinks and lose them in the crowd. We find Anna's friend, we will call her Keira cause she looks like Keira knightley and has the accent. Her friend, we will call Jenna. Jenna is also quite cute, in a very different, almost broody way. She is also very drunk.
Seriously the English and Scottish accents here are a blessing. So fucking cute.
I am wary of going for her in front of Keira. I tell my mate (I'll call him Andrew, he's gonna feature in a lot of my FRs, I've mentioned him before but forgot what I called him), to go for Jenna. He complies, and soon they are making out on the dance floor.
Then Keira drops this bomb:
Lol...what...
I shrug and say something dickish like
I kinda wander off and act all aloof, chilling on a wall, staring at the ceiling spacing out. I am grabbed. It's Katrina, another of her friends, and a guy I know. I start dancing with them. The guy kinda wanders off...
And Katrina's friend takes me aside and blatantly asks me:
I panic. wtf do I say in that sort of situation. I go with trying to bullshit my way out of answering...
Cue the smirk.
Katrina's friend looks at me, smiles and shrugs. Ok. So it's on then. Keep in mind, I've already made out with Katrina once before, I think a week and a half before this. I've also been gossiped about, primarily by her.
Then my friend Andrew comes into the scene. Or rather, barrels into us all, still making out with Jenna, the supposed lesbian. Katrina's friend raises her eyebrows (she has very prominent eyebrows, think Cara Delevingne). She is also dancing alone, as I have my arm around Katrina.
Fuck. Andrew has a huge crush on Katrina's friend, and tonight would be perfect (as I have the other friend). But...fuck. I do some damage control, just sorta laughing and saying how drunk he is and shit.
Keira shows up. We try to herd Andrew off to the bar. He is reluctant and Jenna follows. Fuck me right?
I lose Katrina and her friend in the crowd (club was packed). Eventually I get sick of following Andrew, and Keira says she'll take care of him and Jenna. I go find Katrina and put my arm around her waist. She just looks at me and says:
I nod, and grab her hand and lead her out of the club. We are holding hands as we walk, but it's a fucking forty minute walk home and neither of us had cab money.
So I gotta keep things going well all the way back. I put my arm around her again, saying how cold it is. We talk about nothing for a while (really I just don't remember, the juicy stuff comes in a bit).
At one point in the convo I tickle her. She tickles me and then grabs me. I kiss her, and we end up making out on the street. After pulling back, I laugh, and say something lighthearted, keeping things cool and not awkward. We end up making out once more, before the conversation turns to this:
We end up making out for a bit. Then she gets right back to it
Ok, no. We are not getting on that subject again. I had slept with 14 people at the time (now it's 15) and didn't want her to know about that.
So I change the subject again:
At this point we are walking in. We get back, and Beth is there. Fuck. Discretion is gone.
Katrina looks at me and runs off and talks to Beth. I chill for a bit, staring out a window, spacing out. She comes back and we kiss again, and my hand is down her pants. We are on a stairwell. Her room is past Beth's, mine is upstairs. Mine is also a fucking mess, not ready for a girl to come over (cuz I'm a complete idiot who doesn't think ahead). So I ask
I laugh lightly, and pull her in, grabbing her ass again, and kiss her harder. Then I pull away and say something like, ok, see you tomorrow.
Then I go to bed and blue balls fucking suck.
Key takeaways:
1. Discretion is important if you're working in a close-knit social circle (Daisy, Beth, Katrina, and Katrina's friend who looks like Cara are all on the same hallway and really good friends).
2. Clean rooms are a must.
3. I have a rep now. Not entirely unwarranted (and it's even worse/more awesome given this last week, but I'll cover that later today or tomorrow, when I have a chance to write more).
So yeah! Sorry to have not written in a while, so much has happened and I've been crazy busy. I have an LR to post from Tuesday, and a verrryyy interesting FR to post from Wednesday night.
XOXO
Byron
Ok this is the last in my previous series of FRs, and as such its a few weeks old. I don't remember all of it, but this is the gist. This was the monday of two and a half weeks ago. Then I'll post some from this last week, when I have the chance (I barely have time, I need to get a hawaiian shirt for one of tonights three planned parties I'll be hitting up). I've also switched to a more BMOC style since then, as I already am getting quite the rep and frankly had a breakdown and needed to change things up. So this FR is the last of my "aloof game.." For now
I'm at the club, one of the many I go to (#grindinthatGC). My mate is absolutely smashed, and I am there chilling with Anna's friend, him, and another of their friends. I'm pretty drunk too, but still playing my aloof game (in the last week I've changed it up a bit). We are dancing with a group for a while. I start laughing my ass off.
Here's why:
The group dynamic is thus. Katrina is dancing with (let's call him Sam, and he's a fucking player) Sam. She is trying to make me jealous because she went into autorejection when I pulled Anna, a few days prior, after making out with her. Sam has been hooking up with a fairly cute blonde called Beth. Beth is actually really nice, but very flirty. She is dancing with me to make Sam jealous, because Sam has been sleeping around. She also has a distance BF.
So I'm watching all this go down, nominally involved, and laughing my ass off. Everyone is confused, cuz I'm normally so aloof. Oh well.
Eventually we go to get drinks and lose them in the crowd. We find Anna's friend, we will call her Keira cause she looks like Keira knightley and has the accent. Her friend, we will call Jenna. Jenna is also quite cute, in a very different, almost broody way. She is also very drunk.
Seriously the English and Scottish accents here are a blessing. So fucking cute.
I am wary of going for her in front of Keira. I tell my mate (I'll call him Andrew, he's gonna feature in a lot of my FRs, I've mentioned him before but forgot what I called him), to go for Jenna. He complies, and soon they are making out on the dance floor.
Then Keira drops this bomb:
Lol...what...
I shrug and say something dickish like
I kinda wander off and act all aloof, chilling on a wall, staring at the ceiling spacing out. I am grabbed. It's Katrina, another of her friends, and a guy I know. I start dancing with them. The guy kinda wanders off...
And Katrina's friend takes me aside and blatantly asks me:
I panic. wtf do I say in that sort of situation. I go with trying to bullshit my way out of answering...
Cue the smirk.
Katrina's friend looks at me, smiles and shrugs. Ok. So it's on then. Keep in mind, I've already made out with Katrina once before, I think a week and a half before this. I've also been gossiped about, primarily by her.
Then my friend Andrew comes into the scene. Or rather, barrels into us all, still making out with Jenna, the supposed lesbian. Katrina's friend raises her eyebrows (she has very prominent eyebrows, think Cara Delevingne). She is also dancing alone, as I have my arm around Katrina.
Fuck. Andrew has a huge crush on Katrina's friend, and tonight would be perfect (as I have the other friend). But...fuck. I do some damage control, just sorta laughing and saying how drunk he is and shit.
Keira shows up. We try to herd Andrew off to the bar. He is reluctant and Jenna follows. Fuck me right?
I lose Katrina and her friend in the crowd (club was packed). Eventually I get sick of following Andrew, and Keira says she'll take care of him and Jenna. I go find Katrina and put my arm around her waist. She just looks at me and says:
I nod, and grab her hand and lead her out of the club. We are holding hands as we walk, but it's a fucking forty minute walk home and neither of us had cab money.
So I gotta keep things going well all the way back. I put my arm around her again, saying how cold it is. We talk about nothing for a while (really I just don't remember, the juicy stuff comes in a bit).
At one point in the convo I tickle her. She tickles me and then grabs me. I kiss her, and we end up making out on the street. After pulling back, I laugh, and say something lighthearted, keeping things cool and not awkward. We end up making out once more, before the conversation turns to this:
We end up making out for a bit. Then she gets right back to it
Ok, no. We are not getting on that subject again. I had slept with 14 people at the time (now it's 15) and didn't want her to know about that.
So I change the subject again:
At this point we are walking in. We get back, and Beth is there. Fuck. Discretion is gone.
Katrina looks at me and runs off and talks to Beth. I chill for a bit, staring out a window, spacing out. She comes back and we kiss again, and my hand is down her pants. We are on a stairwell. Her room is past Beth's, mine is upstairs. Mine is also a fucking mess, not ready for a girl to come over (cuz I'm a complete idiot who doesn't think ahead). So I ask
I laugh lightly, and pull her in, grabbing her ass again, and kiss her harder. Then I pull away and say something like, ok, see you tomorrow.
Then I go to bed and blue balls fucking suck.
Key takeaways:
1. Discretion is important if you're working in a close-knit social circle (Daisy, Beth, Katrina, and Katrina's friend who looks like Cara are all on the same hallway and really good friends).
2. Clean rooms are a must.
3. I have a rep now. Not entirely unwarranted (and it's even worse/more awesome given this last week, but I'll cover that later today or tomorrow, when I have a chance to write more).
So yeah! Sorry to have not written in a while, so much has happened and I've been crazy busy. I have an LR to post from Tuesday, and a verrryyy interesting FR to post from Wednesday night.
XOXO
Byron
