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Date #1 So I met this girl off Tinder. The first date went okay. I didn't do anything too out of the ordinary. So most of it was basically deep diving+escalating via touch. By the end of the date, it was VERY sexual. We were literally stuffing our tongues down each other's throats in the middle of a bar on a Monday. I asked her to come home with me to "watch her favorite movie" she said she wasn't down because she had a roommate who is apparently self-harming, and she needed someone to watch her at all times. Regardless, I persisted four or five times, but she said no each time.
Eventually, she said "don't worry about it! We'll hangout again soon" [with a dopey smile and a doe eyed look on her face].
As some of you might know, up until now, I had never been on a second date with a girl I didn't sleep with (and I've been on a LOT of dates). So for all intents and purposes, I truly believed that regardless of how "well" this one was going, if I don't fuck her I thought she was gone forsure. So I straight up told her:
Her: Don't worry about it! We'll hangout again soon!"
Me: Haha, I doubt that [with a genuinely sad look on my face]
Her: Why not?
Me: Because historically, that's not how these dates have gone for me.
Her: I promise i'll see you again! Let's even schedule it. How about next Wednesday?
Me: Sure [I'm still not convinced, so I still had that look on my face]
Regardless, we left the bar, I made out with her one last time, and we split off. Ten minutes after I got home, she sent me this text:
Her: I had a lot of fun, thank you again. I can't wait to see you on Wednesday. I probably should have explained in person, I don't go anywhere private with guys on first dates because I've had way too many guys try to force me into things. It's not that I don't like you, I'm just cautious with new guys, especially stronger ones.
Me: Yeah, so did I! That's totally understandable. IF I didn't have kind of a weird history myself, I wouldn't have made such a big deal out of it. So I apologize for that. But yeah forsure, ill see you Wednesday!
Her: Oh no, what happened?
Me: it's too long to type out over text, I'll tell you on Wednesday?
Her: Okay [Smily emoji]
Date #2
The next Wednesday, I had some logistical texts with her. And already, I could tell the vibe was different just via text. Not only that, but she asked me to come over to hers instead of going to mine. In hindsight, I should have declined, but I figured its nbd, and she probably wants her roommate around just in case I "force her into something she doesn't want to do". Plus, like she said, she supposedly has to take care of the roommate.
So the whole day, I was feeling a little anxious/antsy because I've never had a second date, so I felt like she'd flake at the last minute. Especially given that the first one included heavy making out. Eventually, it came time to go to hers. I arrived at her place. It was her and her roommate. Her roommate didn't go anywhere. They were treating it like it was some sort of platonic hang out instead of a date which was frankly, supposed to end in sex.
I was a combination of awkward because I'm feeling anxious as hell, and also pissed the fuck off. For the first 10 minutes or so, there was a lot of tension and awkward silences. Eventually, my girl went outside to let her dog pee. I quickly said "yeah, I'll come with you!"
We go outside, we're alone now:
Me: [Troubled look on my face]
Her: What's wrong?
Me: Well tbh, I thought it was gonna be just the two of us. I kinda wish you had told me your roommate was going to hang around.
Her: Why is this a problem?
Me: It's not, but I just wish you had told me first! I thought this was going to be a date, not a hangout.
Her: Ok, I'm sorry about that, but why is it such a big deal?
Me: [I stop her] Ok tbh, to me it kinda looks like you don't want me there and that this is your way of telling me that you're not into me.
Her: No, that's not it at all! She was supposed to have a guy over too, it was supposed to be a double date!
Me: Oh...Ok. I'm so sorry about that! [I go on too apologize a cringeworthy number of times]
So we head back inside. For the next three hours, I sat there hanging out with her, her roommate, and this one other girl who came. The thing is, I was still feeling REALLY anxious. Mainly because her friends were there. I felt like it would be weird for me to game this girl/hit on her when she had friends around. This is weird because at parties, I have no problems blatantly hitting on girls in front of their friends whatsoever.
So anyways...for the next three hours or so, I sit around the apartment, feeling anxious as fuck and having really awkward conversation. Interestingly enough, the girl still seemed at least somewhat interested in talking to me. Like, she would go out of her way to tell me stories, entertain me, qualify herself to me etc.
But it still felt like a platonic/just friends vibe. NOTHING like the sexual tension from the previous date. I also tried to put my arm around her a few times, and she didn't seem as into it as before. The thing is, i'm not sure if this platonic vibe is because her friend and roommate are around, or if its because attraction expired.
Eventually, I decide to leave. Knowing that I was super awkward, I decide that I might as well own up to it. So I send her this text:
Me: Hey, I had a good time today. Sorry for being super awkward. Sometimes, I can get a little uncomfortable with groups of people I don't know haha.
Anyways, have a good rest of your night!
Her: No worries, good luck with your final! [My reason for leaving was cause I had to do a take-home final]
Takeaway: I felt SOOOO different today. In a bad way. Like, I was super anxious, I behaved super beta/kissass (something I literally don't remember the last time I did), I felt really panicky inside. Like...you would not even recognize the guy from the first date to be the guy from the second date.
Thoughts on all this?
Eventually, she said "don't worry about it! We'll hangout again soon" [with a dopey smile and a doe eyed look on her face].
As some of you might know, up until now, I had never been on a second date with a girl I didn't sleep with (and I've been on a LOT of dates). So for all intents and purposes, I truly believed that regardless of how "well" this one was going, if I don't fuck her I thought she was gone forsure. So I straight up told her:
Her: Don't worry about it! We'll hangout again soon!"
Me: Haha, I doubt that [with a genuinely sad look on my face]
Her: Why not?
Me: Because historically, that's not how these dates have gone for me.
Her: I promise i'll see you again! Let's even schedule it. How about next Wednesday?
Me: Sure [I'm still not convinced, so I still had that look on my face]
Regardless, we left the bar, I made out with her one last time, and we split off. Ten minutes after I got home, she sent me this text:
Her: I had a lot of fun, thank you again. I can't wait to see you on Wednesday. I probably should have explained in person, I don't go anywhere private with guys on first dates because I've had way too many guys try to force me into things. It's not that I don't like you, I'm just cautious with new guys, especially stronger ones.
Me: Yeah, so did I! That's totally understandable. IF I didn't have kind of a weird history myself, I wouldn't have made such a big deal out of it. So I apologize for that. But yeah forsure, ill see you Wednesday!
Her: Oh no, what happened?
Me: it's too long to type out over text, I'll tell you on Wednesday?
Her: Okay [Smily emoji]
Date #2
The next Wednesday, I had some logistical texts with her. And already, I could tell the vibe was different just via text. Not only that, but she asked me to come over to hers instead of going to mine. In hindsight, I should have declined, but I figured its nbd, and she probably wants her roommate around just in case I "force her into something she doesn't want to do". Plus, like she said, she supposedly has to take care of the roommate.
So the whole day, I was feeling a little anxious/antsy because I've never had a second date, so I felt like she'd flake at the last minute. Especially given that the first one included heavy making out. Eventually, it came time to go to hers. I arrived at her place. It was her and her roommate. Her roommate didn't go anywhere. They were treating it like it was some sort of platonic hang out instead of a date which was frankly, supposed to end in sex.
I was a combination of awkward because I'm feeling anxious as hell, and also pissed the fuck off. For the first 10 minutes or so, there was a lot of tension and awkward silences. Eventually, my girl went outside to let her dog pee. I quickly said "yeah, I'll come with you!"
We go outside, we're alone now:
Me: [Troubled look on my face]
Her: What's wrong?
Me: Well tbh, I thought it was gonna be just the two of us. I kinda wish you had told me your roommate was going to hang around.
Her: Why is this a problem?
Me: It's not, but I just wish you had told me first! I thought this was going to be a date, not a hangout.
Her: Ok, I'm sorry about that, but why is it such a big deal?
Me: [I stop her] Ok tbh, to me it kinda looks like you don't want me there and that this is your way of telling me that you're not into me.
Her: No, that's not it at all! She was supposed to have a guy over too, it was supposed to be a double date!
Me: Oh...Ok. I'm so sorry about that! [I go on too apologize a cringeworthy number of times]
So we head back inside. For the next three hours, I sat there hanging out with her, her roommate, and this one other girl who came. The thing is, I was still feeling REALLY anxious. Mainly because her friends were there. I felt like it would be weird for me to game this girl/hit on her when she had friends around. This is weird because at parties, I have no problems blatantly hitting on girls in front of their friends whatsoever.
So anyways...for the next three hours or so, I sit around the apartment, feeling anxious as fuck and having really awkward conversation. Interestingly enough, the girl still seemed at least somewhat interested in talking to me. Like, she would go out of her way to tell me stories, entertain me, qualify herself to me etc.
But it still felt like a platonic/just friends vibe. NOTHING like the sexual tension from the previous date. I also tried to put my arm around her a few times, and she didn't seem as into it as before. The thing is, i'm not sure if this platonic vibe is because her friend and roommate are around, or if its because attraction expired.
Eventually, I decide to leave. Knowing that I was super awkward, I decide that I might as well own up to it. So I send her this text:
Me: Hey, I had a good time today. Sorry for being super awkward. Sometimes, I can get a little uncomfortable with groups of people I don't know haha.
Anyways, have a good rest of your night!
Her: No worries, good luck with your final! [My reason for leaving was cause I had to do a take-home final]
Takeaway: I felt SOOOO different today. In a bad way. Like, I was super anxious, I behaved super beta/kissass (something I literally don't remember the last time I did), I felt really panicky inside. Like...you would not even recognize the guy from the first date to be the guy from the second date.
Thoughts on all this?