This is just a short FR from last night. One of my friends (John) is moving away to start a life in another country so last night he, myself and another friend (Jack) decided to hit up a few bars and just have a last bros night out.

So we get to this pool bar that's not too busy and set ourselves up at a table. Across from us are a HB8 and a HB6 playing a game as well. After we get our drinks I make my way to the bathroom and as I pass the girls see the 8 make a bad shot and say "Is that the best you can do?" with my biggest shit eating grin. Cue calls of "it's your fault, you were in my way, yada, yada, yada". Whatever I just give her a wink and proceed to the bathroom.

When I get out I see the girls have joined our table and want to play a game with us. No biggie, they'll buy us the next round I say. Halfway through the game I see John chatting up the 8 and Jack the 6 (Jack usually gets better but tonight he was winging so he took one for the team). I make a couple of key shots and 8 comes up to me and tries to start a conversation: "where'd you learn to play pool like that", "you're on my team next game" etc. etc.

At this point John sees this girl up on me and when they excuse themselves to go to the bathroom, comes up to ask me to leave this one for him. For me it's bros before hoes so I'm like fuck it, I'll just have my fun tonight. So the girls come back and this time it's me John and 8 against Jack and 6. 6 breaks and I start negging her right off the bat. Cue calls of how much of an asshole I am.

Meanwhile, John steps outside for a smoke and 8 comes up behind me and starts moving her hands all over my torso (dem gainz doe). John comes back and sees this and admits defeat (almost thought about feeling bad to be honest). All the while I'm just going in on 6 who honestly couldn't play to save her life.

Again she keeps calling me an asshole all while 8 can't keep her hands off me. We finish up the game and immediately I say we should go back to my place. Jack is still winging at this point because 6 didn't want to leave 8 alone. So we get to my place and after a bit of convincing, Jack and 6 decide to go back to Jack's place. The rest, I can leave to your imagination.

8 just left my house a couple of hours ago. I didn't even get her name.