| I read mystery method and the game, but have only put it to use in field a handful of times. I actually just signed up to post this, hoping I could get some good advice. What do you guys think?
So last night was my 21st birthday. I went out with 8 friends to a bar in lower Manhattan around 9:30 to celebrate the occasion. After an hour of my friends buying me shots left and right and having our side of the bar being the life of the party, a girl who had been talking to one of my friends bought me a shot of whiskey and pickle juice (a strange combination, but actually was pretty good..) At first, I thought she had come with my friend, but I learned she was actually alone, which I started teasing her about. Over the course of 15 minutes, we talked about our parents and how we have adopted their behaviors and habits, told her she was attractive, but what really matters is personality, and gave her a personality test. She was into me, but as usual, I found it hard breaking through and escalating kino. The more we talked, the mare antsy she got, as if she was on a time restraint, but she kept good eye contact and did not mind me grabbing her shoulders or her polk-a-dot scarf thing around her neck.
She wanted to go out for a cigarette, so I said I would join her. We get outside to find two of my friends hanging out with three other girls, a redhead, a blonde, and a girl with a bleached pixie cut - three girls that I saw hanging out inside. I jokingly asked them if they were starting trouble with my friends, telling them I have their back. They all laughed. I introduced them to my knew found friend, the whiskey and pickle juice girl. The talk was cut brief, our train was leaving grand central in 20 minutes, and it was the last one. I ran in to use the bathroom real quick. When I came out, I found the pickle juice girl hanging out and the bar where we were talking before. She wanted me to read some poetry thing she had on her phone, which I actually tried to do, but this was cut short when a friend of mine grabbed my arm telling me we had to go. I told her to take my number because my phone was dead (which it actually was) and kissed her on the cheek goodbye. Then I said fuck it and kissed her on the lips then left ( i feel like i fucked that one up....)
I was just running out the door and heard girls screaming behind me "bye birthday boy!" I turn around and see the three girls from outside sitting at the bar. I run up to them and say "somebody take my number, we all have to hang out again!" One of the girls take it down on her phone, and I finally get out of there.
We all run to grand central and just made the train by a second. We actually had to hold the doors for a little for everyone to catch up haha
I woke up this morning ad get three texts, all within 10 minutes of each other (two within the same minute):
10:36 AM
"hey it's your cigarette buddy! Hope you had a bitchin' birthday!
10:36 AM
"Hey, Ted, it's the REALLY COOL REDHEAD from outside the bar last night. I HOPE YOU HAD THE BEST 21ST BIRTHDAY!!"
10:46 AM
"Hey, it's the blonde girl from the bar last night, hope you had an amazing 21st birthday!
I don't know how to take this from here.. And it was kind of strange they all texted within the same time frame. The most attractive girl was the redhead, an HB8, the blonde was an HB6 and the pixie cut girl was an HB7.
Do I only text one of them? All of them? What do I say?
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