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Tool-Bearing Hominid
Tool-Bearing Hominid
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Saturday night, I went to a Latin nightclub.

This nightclub had 7 male 3 female ratio. Initially I thought this would be tough, but I still went around waving hands to girls similar to last week.

One pair was receptive. I chatted with her and her friends a bit. Then I said let’s go over there and grab a drink.

We went, but the girl started taking the lead. She asked what I liked, I said Coke because I was driving.
She chatted with the staff in Spanish, then she led me to the corner and told me to wait there while she grabbed a drink. I misheard that she wanted me to grab a drink.

Why did I misheard that? Because I believed that a girl buying me a drink was impossible.

Thus I bought a Coke, and I went to their table.
There was another Coke there.
She said, “I already bought you a drink. Why did you buy another?”
I grinned and said, “Two drink”

She went cold. Ok, I resolved to recover from this mistake, thus I stick to this pair. What happened next were:
- The light went on. That night this nightclub had an event, so the light turned on and a singer performed
- They left the table, and stood next to a pair of guys. Those guys for some reason never opened.
- Meanwhile I was chilling at the table.
- 1 am, the event ends. The light went off. They came back to the table. Her friend left, thus we were alone
- I chatted with her. Telling her let’s get out of here twice. She didn’t bite
- At 1:20, she left the table and went to the dance floor. I had 2 choices: a) Staying at the table, opening girls nearby; b) Go to the dance floor and building social proof, which I was unconfident in this 7:3 ratio nightclub
Plan A was bad because I was stuck in a table, thus no mobility, and she would know that I expected sex, which was needy.
Thus, I went with plan B. There was a receptive pair of girls, I danced and hugged them for social proof. Then I danced with a guy.

1:40, the light turned on, and I was next to that girl. We hugged, and they left.
The girl looked back to me one last time. I stood there smiling.
 
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