What a night.
What a fucked up night
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LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
I see the girl and I open her as she looks lost looking at her phone.
She barely can speak when I say hi, she probably didn't even understand, it's mostly silence. She steps closer to my face. So close it might create discomfort if there weren't a thick bubble of heavy chemistry between us.
It happened a few times a girl would get uncomfortably close, but this time there was no alcohol or other substances, just what, I can only guess, is love at first sight.
We talk sparsely, smile a lot and breath heavy. Pure sudden attraction.
The situation doesn't stop me from thinking she's got a few screws loose -"normal" girls wouldn't get so close to you, no matter the chemistry between you two- and her English is poor, but this instant attraction is something I have never felt before.
I tell her to change plans and follow me, she's on the verge but I fear a bit I'd have to force too much and we agree to go together to the shop and then bounce back to the place I'm proposing for a drink (close to my place of course).
The agreement propels us forward big time, I can feel her excitement and see it on her face.
I am a bit afraid this is riding way too high and might crash: when a girl thinks she's just met a semi-god it's hard keep playing at that level (cresting).
I joke she's here looking for boys, she says she likes romance, I trick her into having her say I'm her romance and then quickly switch topic (grab those points).
I think I should hold hands already because you need to propel things quickly ahead in such an interaction and get physical soon but I don't yet.
We joke a bit about her sexy boss, talk a bit more, and then she starts running towards the shop because it's getting late.
I don't run with her as I think I'd be a follower, and on second thoughts believe this was a mistake because in a such a crazy encounter you GOTTA behave crazy. Behaving crazy will make the bubble even bigger and the night even more special (ever seen "the dreamers"?)
I feel it's already time to kiss but while I'd have done it most of the times, this time I don't because I think of GC lol.
It was too late for the shop and she cared hugely about it. Coupled with me not running, holding hands late, not kissing, a freezing cold and a long way back pricks the bubble a bit. She's becoming more rioutus and I need to push quite hard to have her follow me.
I tell her we're having a great time and she confirms, and while on the bank waiting for the train I ask her if she likes me and if she thinks I'm handsome (this was a move I described some time ago which I have been using rather than doing chase frames, and mentioned how it often helped but also hugely backfired once lol).
Anyway, to that question she goes way stronger than I could have thought with a yes and a face which screamed "hell yeah, supremely handsome" (I'm not, but I'd post a pic of what I was wearing if I weren't already undressed). She keeps looking at me, I tell her that's great because I think she's cute too and then she rebels a bit less to get into the train.
She keeps giving me a huge hard time now that we're inside though, it's as if she's looking for a reason to split.
She mentions the boyfriend again, that it's dangerous, she says I do this all time, but.. she keeps following me and, well.. We're in the train now and it's straight till our destination.
I ask what she likes to eat, and if she likes the food from my country.
I think I wasn't strong enough so far, so once she pushes back on me me saying she hates food from my country I bust her balls a bit saying "now I don't wanna talk to you anymore". I feel it's clear I'm joking as I look ahead and smile while I say it.
But nope, not obvious enough, and she was already too far. This pushes her off the cliff and it breaks it all.
We were standing and she goes to sit far away.
I sit on the bench in front, she doesn't look towards me. I think it's done, but what is she doing still here, I wonder? Maybe hoping things will chance? I can't keep doing nothing though, so I wave my hand to her and tell her "two stops". She gets up, comes to my side (I'm sitting at the edge of the seat) and tells me not to talk to her anymore. I'm much less cool now, but I think the main problem is that she's auto-rejecting. But she keeps replying when I ask if she knows where she's going (I doubt she does).
I go out when she goes out for a last assault, but it's done and dusted. As she start walking the stairs to get the train in the other direction I stop a few meters away and keep staring at her while she stares at me. Long, straight stares. When I stopped before, she stuck around. This time, I don't think she will.
A long few seconds go by, but I can't chase again now.
I turn away first, a bit of childish move so I can feel I ended it.
What a shitty first time for a love at first experience.
Fuck my life
I have a strange mood after it, I feel a bit in a trance, both let down and super cool for the crazy whirlwind romance.
I'LL CALL THE POLICE
Outside of the metro near my place I see another girl -you might have thought it was the same girl, but no, I often exaggerate but can recognize when it's time to stop-.
I think I might know this girl, also because it's shop closing time and I know many of the girls working around here. But everyone's wearing hats and heavy coats and it's night, I might easily be wrong and gotta try anyway. I pretend of looking ahead and when she passes by I run back to stop her.
This is another crazy story: little step back.
I think this is a girl I first met a year and half ago, which was one of the best interactions I had run back then.
She worked in a shop close by, we chatted a while, we liked each other and she was my kind of girl but she didn't wanna share her number because of her BF and because of her stalker experience she told me about.
This stalker, she said, kept popping around pretending it was by chance but she always believed it was done on purpose.
Seeing it wasn't going anywhere back then I made the cool move and left quite suddenly on a high note prompting her to say as I walk away "maybe we'll meet again", to which I slowly and coolly replied, only half turning my head towards her "you never know" (and then saw her board the very first bus after in spite she said she needed a different one, making me think she pretended of waiting for a bus just to linger on a bit with me).
I saw her again months ago, but (uncharacteristically) heavily blundered it as I tried to stop her while we both crossed the street in opposite direction and she had friends she had just said goodbye to. A very bad moment to stop someone and I knew it but I felt an urge to "do something" and thinking she'd recognize me. I should have probably turned around and more forcefully stopped her, but she just kept walking and I did the same (very bad precedent having someone ignore you).
And then, I think, saw her again a couple of weeks ago and tried to stop her, but she coldily ignored and kept walking (recognized me?).
And then, I think she's the same one, tonight (just as a note: I have been living for 2 years + in the same area, I say "I think" because I'm still not 100% sure, some of the girls working in nearby shops or living around are the always same, it happened to me several times to approach the same girl and having some sort of angry reaction, but I am rarely sure l so in doubt I usually go for it).
And well, here we are at the beginning of the story.
As soon as I say hi and reach out with my hand to touch her arm she moves sideways further away and angrily snarls at me "I will call the police".
You should have seen her face and heard her tone.
Now, that was a cold ice bucket water.
Isn't it crazy if you think about it: she told me the story of a stalker more than a year ago, then thought I was super cool, and now she probably thinks I am stalking her when she said, in an hopeful tone "maybe we'll meet again".
Anyway, as it is painful and ego-corrosive having someone react like that and as much as you might feel you need to slow down having someone to call police on you, I will keep it cool and steadfast, not letting this scare me into approaching girls and, even more, girls who look familiar (just maybe try to avoid this particular one ahah).
Oh, and of in the afternoon my boss had reamed my ass.
I love bad days, my spine gets strong and stronger.
And just not to end the day on such a bad note, I took another phone number on a short but solid interaction from a girl waiting for a bus before coming home.
What a fucked up night
.LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
I see the girl and I open her as she looks lost looking at her phone.
She barely can speak when I say hi, she probably didn't even understand, it's mostly silence. She steps closer to my face. So close it might create discomfort if there weren't a thick bubble of heavy chemistry between us.
It happened a few times a girl would get uncomfortably close, but this time there was no alcohol or other substances, just what, I can only guess, is love at first sight.
We talk sparsely, smile a lot and breath heavy. Pure sudden attraction.
The situation doesn't stop me from thinking she's got a few screws loose -"normal" girls wouldn't get so close to you, no matter the chemistry between you two- and her English is poor, but this instant attraction is something I have never felt before.
I tell her to change plans and follow me, she's on the verge but I fear a bit I'd have to force too much and we agree to go together to the shop and then bounce back to the place I'm proposing for a drink (close to my place of course).
The agreement propels us forward big time, I can feel her excitement and see it on her face.
I am a bit afraid this is riding way too high and might crash: when a girl thinks she's just met a semi-god it's hard keep playing at that level (cresting).
I joke she's here looking for boys, she says she likes romance, I trick her into having her say I'm her romance and then quickly switch topic (grab those points).
I think I should hold hands already because you need to propel things quickly ahead in such an interaction and get physical soon but I don't yet.
We joke a bit about her sexy boss, talk a bit more, and then she starts running towards the shop because it's getting late.
I don't run with her as I think I'd be a follower, and on second thoughts believe this was a mistake because in a such a crazy encounter you GOTTA behave crazy. Behaving crazy will make the bubble even bigger and the night even more special (ever seen "the dreamers"?)
I feel it's already time to kiss but while I'd have done it most of the times, this time I don't because I think of GC lol.
It was too late for the shop and she cared hugely about it. Coupled with me not running, holding hands late, not kissing, a freezing cold and a long way back pricks the bubble a bit. She's becoming more rioutus and I need to push quite hard to have her follow me.
I tell her we're having a great time and she confirms, and while on the bank waiting for the train I ask her if she likes me and if she thinks I'm handsome (this was a move I described some time ago which I have been using rather than doing chase frames, and mentioned how it often helped but also hugely backfired once lol).
Anyway, to that question she goes way stronger than I could have thought with a yes and a face which screamed "hell yeah, supremely handsome" (I'm not, but I'd post a pic of what I was wearing if I weren't already undressed). She keeps looking at me, I tell her that's great because I think she's cute too and then she rebels a bit less to get into the train.
She keeps giving me a huge hard time now that we're inside though, it's as if she's looking for a reason to split.
She mentions the boyfriend again, that it's dangerous, she says I do this all time, but.. she keeps following me and, well.. We're in the train now and it's straight till our destination.
I ask what she likes to eat, and if she likes the food from my country.
I think I wasn't strong enough so far, so once she pushes back on me me saying she hates food from my country I bust her balls a bit saying "now I don't wanna talk to you anymore". I feel it's clear I'm joking as I look ahead and smile while I say it.
But nope, not obvious enough, and she was already too far. This pushes her off the cliff and it breaks it all.
We were standing and she goes to sit far away.
I sit on the bench in front, she doesn't look towards me. I think it's done, but what is she doing still here, I wonder? Maybe hoping things will chance? I can't keep doing nothing though, so I wave my hand to her and tell her "two stops". She gets up, comes to my side (I'm sitting at the edge of the seat) and tells me not to talk to her anymore. I'm much less cool now, but I think the main problem is that she's auto-rejecting. But she keeps replying when I ask if she knows where she's going (I doubt she does).
I go out when she goes out for a last assault, but it's done and dusted. As she start walking the stairs to get the train in the other direction I stop a few meters away and keep staring at her while she stares at me. Long, straight stares. When I stopped before, she stuck around. This time, I don't think she will.
A long few seconds go by, but I can't chase again now.
I turn away first, a bit of childish move so I can feel I ended it.
What a shitty first time for a love at first experience.
Fuck my life
I have a strange mood after it, I feel a bit in a trance, both let down and super cool for the crazy whirlwind romance.
I'LL CALL THE POLICE
Outside of the metro near my place I see another girl -you might have thought it was the same girl, but no, I often exaggerate but can recognize when it's time to stop-.
I think I might know this girl, also because it's shop closing time and I know many of the girls working around here. But everyone's wearing hats and heavy coats and it's night, I might easily be wrong and gotta try anyway. I pretend of looking ahead and when she passes by I run back to stop her.
This is another crazy story: little step back.
I think this is a girl I first met a year and half ago, which was one of the best interactions I had run back then.
She worked in a shop close by, we chatted a while, we liked each other and she was my kind of girl but she didn't wanna share her number because of her BF and because of her stalker experience she told me about.
This stalker, she said, kept popping around pretending it was by chance but she always believed it was done on purpose.
Seeing it wasn't going anywhere back then I made the cool move and left quite suddenly on a high note prompting her to say as I walk away "maybe we'll meet again", to which I slowly and coolly replied, only half turning my head towards her "you never know" (and then saw her board the very first bus after in spite she said she needed a different one, making me think she pretended of waiting for a bus just to linger on a bit with me).
I saw her again months ago, but (uncharacteristically) heavily blundered it as I tried to stop her while we both crossed the street in opposite direction and she had friends she had just said goodbye to. A very bad moment to stop someone and I knew it but I felt an urge to "do something" and thinking she'd recognize me. I should have probably turned around and more forcefully stopped her, but she just kept walking and I did the same (very bad precedent having someone ignore you).
And then, I think, saw her again a couple of weeks ago and tried to stop her, but she coldily ignored and kept walking (recognized me?).
And then, I think she's the same one, tonight (just as a note: I have been living for 2 years + in the same area, I say "I think" because I'm still not 100% sure, some of the girls working in nearby shops or living around are the always same, it happened to me several times to approach the same girl and having some sort of angry reaction, but I am rarely sure l so in doubt I usually go for it).
And well, here we are at the beginning of the story.
As soon as I say hi and reach out with my hand to touch her arm she moves sideways further away and angrily snarls at me "I will call the police".
You should have seen her face and heard her tone.
Now, that was a cold ice bucket water
.Isn't it crazy if you think about it: she told me the story of a stalker more than a year ago, then thought I was super cool, and now she probably thinks I am stalking her when she said, in an hopeful tone "maybe we'll meet again".
Anyway, as it is painful and ego-corrosive having someone react like that and as much as you might feel you need to slow down having someone to call police on you, I will keep it cool and steadfast, not letting this scare me into approaching girls and, even more, girls who look familiar (just maybe try to avoid this particular one ahah).
Oh, and of in the afternoon my boss had reamed my ass.
I love bad days, my spine gets strong and stronger
.And just not to end the day on such a bad note, I took another phone number on a short but solid interaction from a girl waiting for a bus before coming home.
