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my friend
only get the number as a logistics tool.
you're doing good with approaching
somewhere in your interaction say something along the lines of "You're really cool, we need to hangout sometime." She'll say 'Sure' if you seem like a cool dude
THEN AND ONLY THEN get her number. This reduces flaking a lot, and also reduces the 'no response to text girls'.
This works because the girl will be congruent to what she previously said. Girls know that if a guy just asks them for their number, it's like a reward or satisfaction for the guy. When you make plans to meetup before you ask, it's more genuine.
Nowadays I don't even follow this method, I must have kissed the girl, or taken her on an instadate before I get the number. But I don't think you're at this level yet.
What's your text convo like? Post the most recent one of a girl you number closed off a cold approach.
Thanks for the advice. I am actually doing better and better with every approach. Number closed a girl working at the store today and her manager yelled "hey dude, THIS AIN'T THE CLUB" haha.
Here's my text conversation with the one I was asking about.
Me: "Dear ____, the smart and creative rusty lemonade drinker (she had this weird workout drink shit), I hope you had a chance to work off some of that aggression in the gym."
Her: "Haha!! So true. Yes, thankfully some of that aggression has chipped away. Thanks for the compliments btw I apparently seem to be a bottomless pit for them, especially when wearing gym clothes.. xx"
Me: "Compliments? All I did was stop you on the street because you looked like you'd provide me with a good laugh. Your ego is showing... uh oh."
Her: "Hahaha! Oh dear. My poor ego again."
Me: "You should really keep that in check. You'd be so fun otherwise. How can you make up for that?"
Her: "Haha! A lifetime of closet praying perhaps. Too much projected aggression needs serious reflection."
Me: "I was thinking more along the lines of, you owe me at least one drink and not of that lemonade shit."
Her: "Haha! Maybe you could share what you had left in that box with me and wash it down with my rusty lemonade lmao."
Me: "Whoa. I can see you like to move fast and all, but how do I know you don't go psycho when you get some liquor in you? I bet you're a crier."
Her: "Haha! the crying part is true."
Me: "I knew this was a bad idea. At least you're a good painter. You should paint and I'll compose music for it and we'll take this act on the road."
Her: "Sounds like a gypsy caravan mr. Fleur de lis" (I wear a Fleur de Lis ring on my finger, it's a New Orleans emblem)
Me: "Speaking of, have you ever been to New Orleans?"
that's it. She had a wedding ring on I think though. So, I'm not sure if I did anything wrong.