Bear with me guys, this is the first FR I've written since coming back. Just want to shed some light on what I feel is a fairly average night, though slightly on the poor side.

Went out for a night at the bars and it went so so. Had to roll with a couple of AFC buddies which was a bit frustrating. To use one of the most used negs ever, you can dress them up but you can't take them out. The point is that the guys look as good or better than any chobo in the bar, but they also find the first empty seat in the corner and sit there all night, maybe get a drink or two, and then ultimately bitch about how dead the place is and that we should go somewhere else. Yeah fucking right, like that kind of attitude is going to get you anywhere.

At any rate, I was basically going solo, which is fine to be honest since I my game is solid without a wing, but god damn everything just feels easier when you have a natural or a rAFC/PUA with you, even if it's just knowing that you have someone to turn around to talk to in the event that you get blown out of a set.

Well we were sitting in the first bar of the night, tons of HB's swarming the place, I had had a few drinks, not enough to be drink, or even tipsy, but just enough to drop the last shreds of approach anxiety that may keep me from taking that first step towards opening a set. I saw a blonde HB 10 that used to work at the store right next to my apartment. I used to hit on her mercilessley but never took it anyone because I was in a relationship at the time and, frankly, I always thought she was to hot for me. She was with a friend, Brunette HB 10. This was the perfect set to start the night, I already have some rapport w/ blonde HB10 and I felt confident that I could at least get a number close from Brunette HB10:

Stood next to Brunette HB10 but was facing more towards the blonde. Had to turn my head completely to the side to see the Brunette.
Me: Hey girls, good night so far!
Blonde HB10: ya it's fun, place is getting crowded though
Me: Seriously, it took me 10 minutes just to go to the bathroom. The whole time some dude had his dick rubbing against my ass.
They laugh on queue
Blonde HB10: Imagine how it is for girls. Line is twice as long!
Me: Ya. I'm pretty sure this guy was hard too! Now I know what that feels like!
They both laugh again. Some fluff, Brunette HB10 whips her phone out and starts "texting"

Note: In my experience, when someone in the set pulls her phone out and starts "texting" it's a sign that she is bored and wants her friend to eject. I take this as a queue that I need to pull her in, otherwise I'll lose the set.

Me: Hey! does your friend always text like that when you're trying to introduce her to interesting guys?
Brunette HB10: Haha no, I really needed to text somebody!
Me: Sure, and I really needed that dude's dick up my ass. <Brunette HB10 laughs> It's ok you can go back to your phone, I give you permission.
She smiled and went back to her phone.
Me:Before you do though, tell me your opinion on something. I only have a minute though before I go back to my friends, so you better think on your feet.

Said this looking at the Brunette HB10, then turned to the Blonde HB10 and ran the jealous girlfriend opener. They seemed interested, gave me their opinions, but at this point a lot of people were piling into the bar, and I was having a bit of trouble holding their attention, let alone hooking the set. I grabbed both of their numbers (well technically the brunette, already had the blonde's number), and ejected back to my table. At this point the bar really was too packed, so we left and went to the bar across the street.

Continued...

Across the street was a little less crowded, but also a significantly smaller bar.

I saw my old roommate from freshman year, talked to him for a bit. He was with a few girls, nothing to impressive though, maybe 6's or 7's. Still, I was having problems getting into state, despite having a fairly successful conversation with the two 10's at the previous bar.

After that, I saw my RA. She's a brunette HB 8/ 8.5. I talked to her for a bit, busted on her for being irresponsible as an RA and drinking, but this wasn't going anywhere either, since I realized she was with all dudes except for 1 chick who definitely could not get it.

Went back to my AFC buddies, again, sitting like chobos in the corner. A Redhead HB7.5 walked up to me and said: "You look super familiar from somewhere, do I know you?"

I definitely did not know her, and was caught a little off guard. In retrospect, this was just her opener, I suppose to have a comfortable conversation under the pretext that the two of us had met before. Or, I really had met her before, and just forgot. At any rate, I sort of just stared at her stupidly and before I realized what was happening, she was gone, opening someone else. Her loss, I'm way too good for her anyway

Continued...

The last place we went is where I finally hit my stride and actually got somewhere with a woman.

Followed my AFC buddies again to their little corner, one of them was really pissed that we were at this particular bar, not sure why but I guess he had a bad experience there before?

Anyway, I saw a girl that I used to party with all the time freshman year. Coincidentally, it was her birthday this weekend so she was there with her boyfriend, who I had had class with before, and some other friends. I walked up to her, Dirty Blonde HB9, and we fluffed a bit, and I had her introduce me to her girlfriend, I'd say an HB8, but that's pushing it for my own ego. My FR, I'll do what I want

HB9 told me that HB8 had a bit of a crush on some guy in the bar. The guy she was crushing on happened to be dancing pretty dirty with a blonde HB9/9.5, so I decided I'd work with that.

We fluffed a bit, she said she thought she recognized me, I told her I was usually that guy making people laugh at the center of the party, so it was very possible she had met me before. She asked my name, I told her I'd give it to her if she bought me a drink. IOI.

HB8: Cmon, just tell me!
Me: Why, so you can stalk me on facebook later? Not a chance.
HB8: fake pouting
Me: Hey, show me that guy HB9 said you were crushing on. I gotta see him for myself
She pointed him out. I looked at him with a confused look on my face.
Me: That guy!? I'm way cooler and better looking than him!
HB8 laughed, a little too much. IOI. We fluffed a bit more, I established kino. I don't know how it happened but as I was rubbing my hand on her side/hip, my hand ended up in hers. I squeezed a bit, she squeezed back. IOI. Time to k-close.
Me: Hey, let's go to the bar, I'll tell you my name if you're good and buy me a drink.
We went over to the bar, she wouldn't buy me a drink, told me she was too poor to buy other people drinks. This is a valid excuse for me. I told her I'd forgive her as long as she gave me a sip. I got my sip and ordered my own drink. We fluffed a bit, she gave me her name, I gave her mine. Escalated kino until I was comfortable with our rapport to go into evolution phase shift routine.

Few minutes into the routine, her tongue was down my throat and my hands were all over her breasts, sides (up her shirt), and thighs. We probably made out for a solid ten minutes, which may have been a mistake on my part (should have stopped sooner and made her chase) but I was enjoying myself. At this point, I wasn't sure what to do. What steps I needed to take to get her back to my place. I tried a simple "Hey, this is boring, let's get out of her" to which she said that she wanted to but didn't want to ditch her friend on her birthday.

I thought "Bitch, I'm about to make you cum like you've never cummed before, and you're gonna give that up to hang out with a girl who you know will ditch you for her bf at the end of the night!!"

I said "OK, give me you're number so we can continue this sometime in the near future." Got her number, went back to my AFC friends. There was apparently some shit going down where they were, I guess some guy had broken up with his gf, or was being rejected, or something. Point was, he wasn't getting the hint that the girl didn't want to talk to him, and he was making a scene.

We got out of there, and I vowed to myself never to go out with these two guys again. Don't get me wrong, they're ok guys, and they're my friends and fun to talk to. But, I feel that they bring my game down. If not, they don't do anything to help it, that's for damn sure! At any rate, not sure if i'll call HB8 back. Give me some pointers though on what you guys would do next with HB8. What about the HB10's I #-closed earlier? We didn't build that much rapport, and I'm sure that they got hit on by guys all night.

Anyway that's it for now, first FR since officially coming back and posting again. It's pretty long, but I love reading my own work haha. Comments are much appreciated and if you have questions about anything I'll be happy to elaborate, although I can't guarantee that I'll remember everything that happened when I wake up in the morning

Sweet Game bro, well played on your part at lots of points there(I can tell your experienced)

Daaannnggg you just missed that lay, she just had a little mental block lol...You knew what to say, you should of just said it!!
Oh well next time

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Haha, thanks man. Ya I guess I could have just said that, or something to that extent. Maybe I should have just said something like; "Alright, it's settled then, let me just introduce you to my friends, get my coat, and we can get out of here." Just completely ignore the fact that she said no.