Ok, so I was chatting up two cute girls when suddenly my two wings left. I was joking around when this tall AMOG looking dude comes in and starts asking for cigarettes. I start to jokingly accuse him of being high, and tell him he's cool for having a green scarf thing around him like a sash (I started poking it to). After a bit of me provoking him he starts getting really loud and looks like he will try to hit me. Luckily the two girls move away and we talk a bit more before my wings come back and we eject.
I am pretty shook up at this point. I am trembling slightly from the adrenaline. As I walk on with my wings I see Mr. AMOG talking to his girl. The girl begins to follow us. We head to a smoke shop and we lose sight of her. When we get out, I spot a good looking mid-twenties girl (HB8), and come in direct and confident (Hey! What's up, I think you're cute!) and I start chatting to her random shit about where she is coming from and what I am doing in the East Village (I am here for adventure!).
While I'm chatting, the AMOG couple behind me sees us and starts shouting "Pussy!" "Faggot!" over and over, while negging my A&F shirt. I immediately decide to use this to my advantage and tell the HB that I am being called those names because the dude was trying to horde the two girls I was chatting up by asking for a cig. They are shouting at the top of their lungs, and I just smoothly explain the situation while they follow us a bit. I tell her I can take it because I have balls (Bronx balls to be specific
) and she should go out with a guy who is fun and confident. After a minute they stop shouting. I stop the girl and ask her her age (24), and I tell her I am 19. She says she doesn't really date younger guys, but she will give me her number. I tell her that younger guys are much more fun, and I promise her a fun, random adventure. She says she could go for that. I get the number, hug her, kiss her on the cheek and say bye. Didn't see the AMOG couple again.