Seddit, I experienced a natural for the first time in my life. My friend (we'll call him Casi) and I recently reconnected via facebook and hadn't had a chance to get together. I texted him out of the blue and asked him to go out to the club with me. His response? "Don't fuck with me bro!" I told him to get into the god damn shower and I'd be there in 20 minutes.

Picked him up, he'd pre-gamed before hand. In his room I saw bottles. Lots and lots of bottles. The man knows how to have fun. I'm a hermit and I don't drink, besides, I was driving. No problem. I'm not a Debbie Downer though, I can have fun just talking to people but I'm usually reserved.

We get downtown, score a great parking spot that is seconds to the club and head in.

~ He offered to pay for me. See, Casi didn't have a car, and wanted to be a bro by offering as I picked him up and would get him home which is great but really I couldn't care less. I just wanted to have fun.

We go in, hit the bar, shots! Women everywhere. This is where Casi shows his true fucking colors, shirt half hanging down his chest, he picks up the best and hottest women and they're all vying for his attention. The man could have died that night of a combination of alcohol poisoning and and asphyxiation by pussy!

He slinked from one table to another, opening all sets starting with the lowest digit and like clock work the hottest babe would want his attention.

~He'd then offer her a drink. No idea why he'd do this. She's already talking to him, why is he qualifying her attention or offering incentives before they're warranted? No idea, but I play along.

This went on for a while. Casi would start by talking to (in my opinion) the chubbiest most dejected member of the group and the hottest would ask him out to dance. She would ASK HIM! Geez! He had fun that night. I could tell.

Casi had embodied outcome independence. I'm an awkward antisocial mole rat that is only learning not to value members of the opposite sex that I haven't even met yet. Casi, on the other hand, can woo Michelle Obama off the president's hand. Where I was starting to think what would I say to open that set as we are walking toward them, he'd be conversing with several different people at the same time before we get to the target.

He was a total goof ball. Everything he did was corny as fuck and the girls ATE. THAT. SHIT. UP. He was all smiles, women threw themselves at him! He bought drinks, we drank, partied got a few numbers.

That was that. Our night was super fun. And all I can think of are the highlighted areas about that night that could have ensured we brought two girls back to our place. I don't understand why or how but this weekend we are doing it again. And I intend to emulate the good qualities.