So I work at athletic club(meaning coworkers are minimum HB7s), and we had a night out with the department with plans of some predrinking at my Ass. Manager's place and onto some Irish pub.

Some precontext to the FR, one of the people coming out is a girl I've had a slight oneitis with, but I've been working at it the whole week. Thats what I did, I've been reading through as much reccomended content, on speech, mental attitude, abundance, you name it. As everybody here says, studying isn't shit and I gotta get out there and just fucking do it, and that's the plan I had. I prepped great, the whole day I was feeling great and confident as fuck. So anyways onto the night:

Got to my manager's place, had some drinks, played some drinking games and getting some good kino in with one of my coworkers HB9. But she's known to be extremely flirtatious so I was prepared not to get my hopes up with her but that didn't stop me.

We then headed bar, it was packed, great vibe and other than my coworkers, the bar was filled with AFCs sitting around a table not interacting with anyone, that amped me up even more. I'm mingling, getting in some shots with my coworkers. Met up with the HB9 from earlier, still major kino(ass grabbing, kissing everywhere but lips), this was really odd because we'd have our private groping session and then split up. It was as if we were just using each other to get others jealous and it was working, the guys were going insane(getting major staredowns) and girls too. I opened on a couple HB6-7s nothing too major just to get myself into it, full flake. I opened great, but I found trouble keeping the conversation going even though all the stars aligned in my direction. I don't know what happened, steered clear of small talk, trying to make the convos quirky, funny(TBH this is not something I'm used to). So after the flakes, I started to lose state, I was being outcome dependent. I understand all the things I was doing wrong at the time, but I just couldn't comprehend it.. Oneitis girl showed up, that was just a shot to the ribs while I was down, still tried to pull game with her. She wasn't having it, so I left it at that. Saw my ass. manager(good friend/wingman) slightly pulling game on her, but he wasn't really interested was just being friendly, but oneitis girl seemed all into it, she was kino-ing him but he didn't want none of it, that fucked me up mentally. Not just because onetitis girl was into another guy, but because that guy was my friend.(Quick past history, my past oneitis girl which took 4 years to get over is with my bestfriend 5 years now, so I was caught off guard).

After that, I just wanted the night to be over, got out at last call, got a cab, headed home.

What I felt worse about was all the preparation, everything I wanted to do, everything I was so confident in doing and flaking so hard.