People in story
Me
SPAM
HB-Boyfriend
HB-BedroomEyes (target)
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House party. Hosted by an awesome American guy who's got lots of female connections. This means the house was packed with hot girls and the ambient was beyond explainable.
First thing I do as I walk into the party is to introduce myself to everyone and have basic conversation with them. There was around 20 people and now everybody knows exactly who I am, making it easier to reconnect later on in the night with whoever I want.
I walk into the kitchen and spot 2 girls: HB-Boyfriend and HB-BedroomEyes.
We chit-chat about some random stuff and generally flirt.
This is where things start to 'go wrong'. I take a sip of my Sangria and start choking. I cough and cough and become forced to walk out of the kitchen. Some other dude walks in and continues talking to the girls.
I finally stop choking and I walk back into the kitchen, where I immediately use my choking for teasing purposes.
ME (talking to HB-BedroomEyes, while the other dude talks to HB-Boyfriend): You know . . . I just had a fucking near-death experience and you just stood there and let it happen.
HB-BedroomEyes: No, I'm sorry! I thought you were coughing because of the smoke!
ME: That's no legitimate excuse . . . I saw the light and the Lord for a moment there. Even had time to wave to grandpa before coming back to life.
HB-BedroomEyes: OMG.
At this point, we started talking about movies, music, views on life etc etc. Turns out we had NOTHING IN COMMON. In fact, we were complete opposites. What I loved, she HATED. What she loved, I hate, and so on.
ME: We'd make the worst couple in the world (
yes I still 'use' this. It was mine before DeAngelo or whoever the hell so called invented it).
HB-BedroomEyes: Hahaha yeah totally.
ME: Let's take this party somewhere else. I know a good club.
I call my SPAM and he enters the kitchen, generally getting to know both the girls (at this point, I really needed a wingman because HB-Boyfriend was VERY protective over HB-BedroomEyes).
We bounce to the club.
Loud music, dancing, dancing, loud music.
HB-BedroomEyes: You don't like dancing?!
ME: What? I AM dancing.
HB-BedroomEyes: Not crazy enough.
ME: You don't think I'm crazy?
HB-BedroomEyes: Definitely not.
I pull her in and kiss her.
ME: Crazy enough?
HB-BedroomEyes: (Huge sexy smile on her face as if she wants to devour me)
I pull her in again and we continue.
It's funny how all the girls (and even guys) become so madly attracted to you when they see you getting it on with a girl. Literally everything at a radius of 20ft was staring at us.
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LESSONS TO BE LEARNED:
~ GET TO KNOW EVERYBODY. As soon as you walk into the venue, it is your DUTY to walk up to every person and introduce yourself. It's a MUST. Out of respect primarily. But the other reason (and probably the only reason you want to hear) is because it pumps your state and you become 'in the zone' making it easier to have conversations later on in the night and making it easier to connect with people.
~ Night life is about vibing and vibing ONLY. If you have the vibe and the ability to escalate - you'll get the girl. See I had NOTHING in common with this girl. Not even the taste in music. We hated each others bands, we hated each others movies (she doesn't like Kubrick's 'A Clockwork Orange' . . . A huge hole was punched through my soul when I heard this . . .). But we STILL hooked up because the vibe was there and the sexual escalation was there. Don't worry about finding commonalities with the girl. In fact, it's even better NOT finding commonalities, because it gives you the perfect chance to tease her.
~ I started choking. Other dudes were hitting on her. We had no commonalities. We didn't have the same interests. I bet that after the choking, most guys would give up. The point is, it's not over until she explicitly REJECTS you. If she hasn't rejected you - why give up? Fear of getting rejected? By saying 'hi' to her in the first place, you've already risked getting rejected. Push it some more, it's not gonna bite. Even when everything seems to be going against you - it's not over until SHE goes against you.
