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I don't know where to even begin, this weekend was an absolute whirlwind. I fumbled a bit Friday, and was so tired I almost didn't go out Saturday - but damn glad I did. I made 26 approaches over the weekend, got three makeouts and one new lay.
Club Night One
In terms of visuals, Halloween at the club is awesome. Girls are wearing *much* less, and the costumes are a built in opener. I went both nights with my wing, who is proving to be a great asset and he's having the time of his life. He got a makeout too! This was the guy who was too shy to talk to anyone just a couple of months ago. For so long I swore by going out solo, but I highly advise anyone doing night game to find a friend who's teachable and that's willing to put in the work to get good. This guy is now opening sets for me, occupying friends of the girls I'm talking to, and randomly texts me funny new ideas for openers. I've created a monster!
He beat me to the club, so I met him in line. We immediately started talking to the two girls in front of us in line. I find you get let in easier if it appears that you're there with women, but these two were also super cute. I didn't wear a costume and they were giving me shit about it. I was giving shit right back. One was my age and very attractive redhead, the other was more cute than hot, but about ten years younger and totally my type. I was a bit torn on who to focus in on, which was my first mistake. We pinky promised to find them on the dancefloor, and made our way in.
Got a couple of warm-up approaches in, which didn't really go anywhere but were pretty positive. It was loud and packed to the gills with people. Made our way to the dance floor and started vibing out. Casually danced with a couple of girls, but again, not much more than that. Moved to a slightly quieter part of the dancefloor and gave a couple nice compliments to girls on their costumes. I know... don't open with a compliment at a club everyone says. But I'm just creating that aura that I'm a fun, friendly social guy.
I start talking to this black girl dressed as a mouse. I think I literally opened with "what's up, mouse!" Pretty eyes, and she is clearly feeling herself. We talk for a little while and I notice she keeps touching me every time she laughs. I reply to something with "we're fucking awesome aren't we?" and give her a double high-five. But I clasp her hands when I do it, and don't let go. I hold them very lightly so she could pull away at any time... but she doesn't. From here I just drop my vocal tonality to one that's a bit slower and more seductive. I slowly move my face closer to hers and go in for the kiss. It was short but she was into it.
Fast forward a bit. Me and my wing see a pair of cute blondes by the bar. We go over and open. Things are going well with mine, but my wing says something to piss the other one off. She starts yelling at him, he walks away, and now she's telling me what a jerk he is. Three of their friends show up, and now I'm surrounded by all these blondes who are cracking up about how my friend pissed off their friend. I'm loving it, until the bouncer pulls me out because the club has been closed for a while apparently and my dumb ass didn't even realize
oops!
I found my friend on the street. He was with the two girls from the start of the night, as well as a third - who he is making out with by the garbage can. I had to laugh. I ask the girls how the night was going and they said we were all going to an afterparty with the new girl my wing was with. We all get a taxi and head to her apartment. I sat next to the cute younger brunette and we talked about how crazy dating is in 2025. Always a solid topic.
The Afterparty
This is where I fumbled. The apartment was gorgeous, it was just us and the three girls. The first problem was this: uneven ratio. I've still made it work many times before, but I made the mistake of not just CHOOSING a girl. Because I honestly would have been happy with either. Kind of wanted the brunette, but she seemed tired and the other seemed more interested. So I kind of switched it up and sat on a couch with the redhead and did a bit of a deep dive. Very good conversation but not as flirty as I'd hope at this time of the night minus some light touching. Now the brunette is dancing in the kitchen and keeps looking at me. I stupidly decided to try that one again, but kind of goes nowhere. The best moment is when I sat with both of them on the bed and started sharing about my life. They were hanging on my every word and we made some soft plans, I got numbers for both of them. The host kept coming in talking about makeup, the sex vibes weren't there... so I bounced. Spent way too long waffling between girls, not making things happen. Lesson learned.
Club Night Two
Back at the same club, this time with a shitty costume. Feels like I missed an opportunity to wear something awesome and attention getting. The energy was different, a lot less drunk and sloppy. My thoughts are when Halloween falls on a weekend, a lot of the "amateurs" probably drink too much on Friday and won't be out on Saturday. We make our way to the dance floor. I've been dead tired all day from running on 3 hours of sleep, so maybe just vibing out to the music and seeing if I get any eye contact will help me get more into the club mood. A fight breaks out, and it actually created a funny situation where a girl got shoved into me then started apologizing profusely. I gave her a hug and kind of cheesily-consoled her, got a smile but she was on her way. Fight is over, back to vibing out - danced with a couple of girls but nothing really stuck.
I move across the dancefloor as my area is getting clogged up with dudes (and the smell
WHO doesn't shower and wear clean clothes to a nightclub??) and see a cute mixed girl whose costume is a skimpy red dress with lipstick stain kisses all over her. I start dancing right in front of her, make eye contact, smile, and say "someone's been getting a lot of kisses tonight". She says "which one is your favorite?" instead of answering directly, I give her an inquisitive look, brush her hair away from her neck, and say "this one" right before giving her a nice kiss on the neck. Bold move, but I'm learning there is no time to be timid in a club atmosphere. If I could redo it, I might have planted one right on her lips and gone full makeout. She wanted to talk, but neither of us could hear each other and eventually she went to go find her friends. I should have moved her to the bar and kept escalating. Ahh well.
Fast forward again, back on the dancefloor. Getting lots of comments on my costume. I snap a selfie of my costume to send to redhead from last night and tease her for missing seeing me in a costume. I haven't even hit send when I feel a tap on my shoulder, and a super cute brunette says "this guy won't leave me alone, can you pretend to be with me until he leaves?" in an Italian accent. She seemed super genuine, and was sooo pretty, so I said "of course" and pulled her in and started dancing with her. This did not deter the guy one bit. He kept trying to talk to her, touch her. I looked her dead in the eyes and said "you know what would make him go away? If we just make out until he leaves. She didn't say anything, but was still holding eye contact, so I went for it.
She was a very gentle kisser, maybe even a little awkward but her lips were soft and I could tell she was really into it. I was trying to take the lead and find a rhythm, but she pulled away a bit and said "he's still not leaving". I took her hands, led her towards the wall, pushed her up against the wall (with one hand behind her head ofc - make that mistake before) and heavy made out with her. I'm sure it was quite the spectacle. Eventually I pull away and said "damn... you're a really good kisser." she said "no you are! That guy stood there sulking for 5 minutes before he left". It's getting close to bar close, my wing is by himself and I am SO tired. I pull out my phone and said "put in your number... I want to see you later". She asked "what are you doing later??" I told her just driving my friend home, and asked what she was up to. She said her friend was driving her home. I asked where she lived - turns out about 7 mins away from me. I said "I'll text you after this, I'd really like to hang out with you." she said "yes please me too."
Part of me wanted to have us all leave together. But I could not risk another afterparty situation where I am up until 6am and not getting any action. I have no clue who her friend is or what she looks like. And maybe... just maybe... we all go home, I text brunette, she's awake, bored and only 7 minutes away. Well, turn out it was even simpler than that.
The Pull
Me and my wing leave the club after close, and we always spend a good 20 mins opening groups on the street. We were doing this and having a blast, when I see I have a missed call from brunette girl. I text her with "did you try to call me?" (I hate talking on the phone). She texts back "yeah i got in a fight with my friend and she ditched me." Uhhh ohhhh... being the thoughtful guy I am, I asked if she would like a ride home. She said yes. Chaos ensued trying to direct her to me... not the best at reading street signs bring my wing home first then start heading to hers. The whole time she is in a crazy text argument with her friend. I'm thinking this will probably go nowhere, but I'm okay with taking a short detour home to have my car smell like a hot girl. We pull into her lot and she says "are you just dropping me off?" I say "totally fine if not, but any chance I could just come use your bathroom? I really gotta go". She said yeah of course! Hmmm...
It's a super cool building, so I'm making lots of comments about it and asking questions. Keeping things fun. Get in her apartment and she points me to her bathroom. I kind of have a thing for seeing different girls' apartments, and I really like this one. Come back out and say "you gotta give me the grand tour". She says "okay but it's messy". I reply "I don't give a shit about that, I think it looks really cool". She shows me her living room, bedroom, some of her art. I just keep talking. Keep flirting. I say "cmere" and pull her in close "I'm cold". We keep talking but pressed up close to each other, while I play with her hair. She's rubbing my back a little. She VERY chatty, and I know I need to move this thing along.
I go to the bathroom gain, then say "my feet hurt, let's sit" and I sit on the edge of her bed. She joins me. Talk for a bit. I say "this bed looks comfy" and lay down in it. She agrees it's very comfy. I pat the bed next to me and say "cmere". She does. I lean over and start kissing her. She's immediately into it. I keep making out with her, while slowly getting more and more assertive with my hands. I kiss her neck a bit and whisper "fuck you're sexy" into her ear. She likes it. Back to makeout, then start kissing her boobs. No resistance, and she's even playing with my D a bit. Kiss my way downstairs and again, no resistance. I've found if you spend 20 minutes down there, they will let you do anything you want. Can confirm in this case. I found myself once again getting no sleep, and loving every minute of it. I cannot wait to fuck her again.
Conclusion
Being bold in the club, flirting and touching early/often, and talking to multiple girls until you find one that you click with is working wonders. Screen for good logistics. When it comes to the pull/escalation/sex, LEAD and throw in some plausible deniability. Getting in her place alone is half the battle, it's easy from there if you're smooth, a bit assertive and non-needy. Be very deliberate with sexual escalation and test for compliance/resistance in small steps. If she complies, keep escalating.
As a bonus I've been texting the redhead today, and she wants to get drinks soon. This pickup shit is truly great!
Club Night One
In terms of visuals, Halloween at the club is awesome. Girls are wearing *much* less, and the costumes are a built in opener. I went both nights with my wing, who is proving to be a great asset and he's having the time of his life. He got a makeout too! This was the guy who was too shy to talk to anyone just a couple of months ago. For so long I swore by going out solo, but I highly advise anyone doing night game to find a friend who's teachable and that's willing to put in the work to get good. This guy is now opening sets for me, occupying friends of the girls I'm talking to, and randomly texts me funny new ideas for openers. I've created a monster!
He beat me to the club, so I met him in line. We immediately started talking to the two girls in front of us in line. I find you get let in easier if it appears that you're there with women, but these two were also super cute. I didn't wear a costume and they were giving me shit about it. I was giving shit right back. One was my age and very attractive redhead, the other was more cute than hot, but about ten years younger and totally my type. I was a bit torn on who to focus in on, which was my first mistake. We pinky promised to find them on the dancefloor, and made our way in.
Got a couple of warm-up approaches in, which didn't really go anywhere but were pretty positive. It was loud and packed to the gills with people. Made our way to the dance floor and started vibing out. Casually danced with a couple of girls, but again, not much more than that. Moved to a slightly quieter part of the dancefloor and gave a couple nice compliments to girls on their costumes. I know... don't open with a compliment at a club everyone says. But I'm just creating that aura that I'm a fun, friendly social guy.
I start talking to this black girl dressed as a mouse. I think I literally opened with "what's up, mouse!" Pretty eyes, and she is clearly feeling herself. We talk for a little while and I notice she keeps touching me every time she laughs. I reply to something with "we're fucking awesome aren't we?" and give her a double high-five. But I clasp her hands when I do it, and don't let go. I hold them very lightly so she could pull away at any time... but she doesn't. From here I just drop my vocal tonality to one that's a bit slower and more seductive. I slowly move my face closer to hers and go in for the kiss. It was short but she was into it.
Fast forward a bit. Me and my wing see a pair of cute blondes by the bar. We go over and open. Things are going well with mine, but my wing says something to piss the other one off. She starts yelling at him, he walks away, and now she's telling me what a jerk he is. Three of their friends show up, and now I'm surrounded by all these blondes who are cracking up about how my friend pissed off their friend. I'm loving it, until the bouncer pulls me out because the club has been closed for a while apparently and my dumb ass didn't even realize
oops! I found my friend on the street. He was with the two girls from the start of the night, as well as a third - who he is making out with by the garbage can. I had to laugh. I ask the girls how the night was going and they said we were all going to an afterparty with the new girl my wing was with. We all get a taxi and head to her apartment. I sat next to the cute younger brunette and we talked about how crazy dating is in 2025. Always a solid topic.
The Afterparty
This is where I fumbled. The apartment was gorgeous, it was just us and the three girls. The first problem was this: uneven ratio. I've still made it work many times before, but I made the mistake of not just CHOOSING a girl. Because I honestly would have been happy with either. Kind of wanted the brunette, but she seemed tired and the other seemed more interested. So I kind of switched it up and sat on a couch with the redhead and did a bit of a deep dive. Very good conversation but not as flirty as I'd hope at this time of the night minus some light touching. Now the brunette is dancing in the kitchen and keeps looking at me. I stupidly decided to try that one again, but kind of goes nowhere. The best moment is when I sat with both of them on the bed and started sharing about my life. They were hanging on my every word and we made some soft plans, I got numbers for both of them. The host kept coming in talking about makeup, the sex vibes weren't there... so I bounced. Spent way too long waffling between girls, not making things happen. Lesson learned.
Club Night Two
Back at the same club, this time with a shitty costume. Feels like I missed an opportunity to wear something awesome and attention getting. The energy was different, a lot less drunk and sloppy. My thoughts are when Halloween falls on a weekend, a lot of the "amateurs" probably drink too much on Friday and won't be out on Saturday. We make our way to the dance floor. I've been dead tired all day from running on 3 hours of sleep, so maybe just vibing out to the music and seeing if I get any eye contact will help me get more into the club mood. A fight breaks out, and it actually created a funny situation where a girl got shoved into me then started apologizing profusely. I gave her a hug and kind of cheesily-consoled her, got a smile but she was on her way. Fight is over, back to vibing out - danced with a couple of girls but nothing really stuck.
I move across the dancefloor as my area is getting clogged up with dudes (and the smell
WHO doesn't shower and wear clean clothes to a nightclub??) and see a cute mixed girl whose costume is a skimpy red dress with lipstick stain kisses all over her. I start dancing right in front of her, make eye contact, smile, and say "someone's been getting a lot of kisses tonight". She says "which one is your favorite?" instead of answering directly, I give her an inquisitive look, brush her hair away from her neck, and say "this one" right before giving her a nice kiss on the neck. Bold move, but I'm learning there is no time to be timid in a club atmosphere. If I could redo it, I might have planted one right on her lips and gone full makeout. She wanted to talk, but neither of us could hear each other and eventually she went to go find her friends. I should have moved her to the bar and kept escalating. Ahh well.Fast forward again, back on the dancefloor. Getting lots of comments on my costume. I snap a selfie of my costume to send to redhead from last night and tease her for missing seeing me in a costume. I haven't even hit send when I feel a tap on my shoulder, and a super cute brunette says "this guy won't leave me alone, can you pretend to be with me until he leaves?" in an Italian accent. She seemed super genuine, and was sooo pretty, so I said "of course" and pulled her in and started dancing with her. This did not deter the guy one bit. He kept trying to talk to her, touch her. I looked her dead in the eyes and said "you know what would make him go away? If we just make out until he leaves. She didn't say anything, but was still holding eye contact, so I went for it.
She was a very gentle kisser, maybe even a little awkward but her lips were soft and I could tell she was really into it. I was trying to take the lead and find a rhythm, but she pulled away a bit and said "he's still not leaving". I took her hands, led her towards the wall, pushed her up against the wall (with one hand behind her head ofc - make that mistake before) and heavy made out with her. I'm sure it was quite the spectacle. Eventually I pull away and said "damn... you're a really good kisser." she said "no you are! That guy stood there sulking for 5 minutes before he left". It's getting close to bar close, my wing is by himself and I am SO tired. I pull out my phone and said "put in your number... I want to see you later". She asked "what are you doing later??" I told her just driving my friend home, and asked what she was up to. She said her friend was driving her home. I asked where she lived - turns out about 7 mins away from me. I said "I'll text you after this, I'd really like to hang out with you." she said "yes please me too."
Part of me wanted to have us all leave together. But I could not risk another afterparty situation where I am up until 6am and not getting any action. I have no clue who her friend is or what she looks like. And maybe... just maybe... we all go home, I text brunette, she's awake, bored and only 7 minutes away. Well, turn out it was even simpler than that.
The Pull
Me and my wing leave the club after close, and we always spend a good 20 mins opening groups on the street. We were doing this and having a blast, when I see I have a missed call from brunette girl. I text her with "did you try to call me?" (I hate talking on the phone). She texts back "yeah i got in a fight with my friend and she ditched me." Uhhh ohhhh... being the thoughtful guy I am, I asked if she would like a ride home. She said yes. Chaos ensued trying to direct her to me... not the best at reading street signs
bring my wing home first then start heading to hers. The whole time she is in a crazy text argument with her friend. I'm thinking this will probably go nowhere, but I'm okay with taking a short detour home to have my car smell like a hot girl. We pull into her lot and she says "are you just dropping me off?" I say "totally fine if not, but any chance I could just come use your bathroom? I really gotta go". She said yeah of course! Hmmm... It's a super cool building, so I'm making lots of comments about it and asking questions. Keeping things fun. Get in her apartment and she points me to her bathroom. I kind of have a thing for seeing different girls' apartments, and I really like this one. Come back out and say "you gotta give me the grand tour". She says "okay but it's messy". I reply "I don't give a shit about that, I think it looks really cool". She shows me her living room, bedroom, some of her art. I just keep talking. Keep flirting. I say "cmere" and pull her in close "I'm cold". We keep talking but pressed up close to each other, while I play with her hair. She's rubbing my back a little. She VERY chatty, and I know I need to move this thing along.
I go to the bathroom gain, then say "my feet hurt, let's sit" and I sit on the edge of her bed. She joins me. Talk for a bit. I say "this bed looks comfy" and lay down in it. She agrees it's very comfy. I pat the bed next to me and say "cmere". She does. I lean over and start kissing her. She's immediately into it. I keep making out with her, while slowly getting more and more assertive with my hands. I kiss her neck a bit and whisper "fuck you're sexy" into her ear. She likes it. Back to makeout, then start kissing her boobs. No resistance, and she's even playing with my D a bit. Kiss my way downstairs and again, no resistance. I've found if you spend 20 minutes down there, they will let you do anything you want. Can confirm in this case. I found myself once again getting no sleep, and loving every minute of it. I cannot wait to fuck her again.
Conclusion
Being bold in the club, flirting and touching early/often, and talking to multiple girls until you find one that you click with is working wonders. Screen for good logistics. When it comes to the pull/escalation/sex, LEAD and throw in some plausible deniability. Getting in her place alone is half the battle, it's easy from there if you're smooth, a bit assertive and non-needy. Be very deliberate with sexual escalation and test for compliance/resistance in small steps. If she complies, keep escalating.
As a bonus I've been texting the redhead today, and she wants to get drinks soon. This pickup shit is truly great!
