24, swallowed the pill after choking it up a few times over the last 6 years, finally testing theory. I was a natural in high school, always had a girl and constantly flirted with cute women. Last few years have been rough (moved back in with my parents cuz I was a dumbass and got into debt and decided I wanted to finish school after floundering for a few years on my own).
Went out with my brother (who knows a bunch of people in the city he lives) bar hopping. Focused on fun, danced to the best of my ability. Ran into a couple cute girls he knows, chatted them up. I focused on the less cute girl and my brother was talking to the cuter one. Some guy swoops in, starts talking to cuter girl. I engage him, start picking at him in a friendly way, girls get bored and leave. Night carries on with more dancing and drinking, for the first time in my nightlife experiences I wasn't anxious and I was having a fucking great time. We go to a busier bar, people dancing all over, I melt into the crowd and dance my ass off. Lost sight of my brother, so I go look around for him. I see him outside talking with people, so I just decide to chill at a table.
Cuter girl comes outta nowhere and lights up seeing me, daps me up, and we chat a little. I sat back down and kept surveying the room. she just kinda stood there, obviously waiting for me to engage with her further, but I ignored her (my game is so damn rusty so I just did nothing rather than embarrass myself). I could have asked her to dance, but I didn't anticipate dancing with anyone. I'm still trying to get used to having a good time again after years of depression and anxiety. so she leans in, says she's going to the bathroom and she'll be back. I shrug and go back to chilling.
I decide to meet my brother outside, where he's talking with a couple. we spent the rest of the night talking with people. I often get caught up in conversations and forget that I want to get laid so I forget to do the whole kino->isolate->close procedure. which is alright, I've had enough sex to know its not really special, and it's been long enough (9 months) that I don't feel desperate. I'm just tryna learn who I am and find out how I do this life thing, ya know?
Turns out cutie was texting my brother asking about me. While I didn't close her in any way, I'm pretty sure I dissed her enough to get her hamster running. Future encounters with her will be butter. As well, through the night I was messaging tinder girls, got a number, and one positive response by simply saying her name lol (shout out /u/mallardcove's tinder guides).
Overall, great night. my brother got us a bunch of free drinks and I felt so alive. I just need to calibrate. Stay frosty fellow soldiers. Thanks to the OGs and ECs for helping strangers reclaim their masculine power.
