Another long field report, hot off the presses...

Every night really starts the same: I am nervous about going out. My brain starts to make excuses for why I shouldn't go. I'm tired. I went out last night. I can go out tomorrow. It's too cold.. blah blah blah.

But since tonight was Friday my roommates/work associates were also going out. It was easy enough to just go with them.

We went to a different club tonight than we usually go to. I'd never been to this one but apparently it's supposed to be the best one in town. It's an old church that's been turned into a club. Somehow that justifies a $30 cover.

My roommates killed a bottle of Grey Goose between them before leaving and I was once again the designated driver. We ended up getting to the club around 11:15.

As soon as I walked into the club I approached a girl with a massive ass who was standing by herself. I literally just walked over to her, stuck out my hand and said, "Hi, I'm introducing myself to you." She looked up at me like wtf are you doing, and I just kept my hand there expecting her to shake it. Eventually she did and we started talking.

Turns out she came to the club by herself to see her favorite DJ. I gave her props for coming out by herself. We chatted for a little bit and she didn't seem opposed to talking to me, but I think she was too sober to get hit on so early in the night. I knew I had a long night ahead of me so I went to go drop off my coat.

The club had 3 dance floors - the main room where I met htat girl and two other rooms which were pretty empty. I dropped off my coat and took a look around... not gonna lie, I was a little disappointed with the caliber of girls that were there. I felt these thoughts go through my mind and then I wondered, "Am I just making an excuse? Shouldn't I just practice anyway?"

This nightclub apparently has a lot of trance DJs come and do shows, so there were some girls with... interesting outfits. Tights iwth lots of rips in them, platform boots, neon dresses... it gave me a good opportunity to use another opener I like: "I like your (article of clothing). I was going to wear that tonight but I'm glad I didn't." hahaha blah balh blah

Used this opener on a girl who was sitting down on the edge of a stage and she blew open. I didn't think she was that attractive so I made small talk for a minute or two and excused myself.

I'm not sure if I'm just not used to going to clubs or if I just didn't like this one, but I found it really hard to approach tonight. I didn't feel like I had the same level of anonymity that I did at the other club. I saw a lot of girls dancing with their boyfriends, a lot of the girsl were overweight/unattractive, and tonight was 18+.. so it felt like I was partying iwth high school kids.

Pretty negative mindset I admit.. and I'd be lying if I said I didn't let it get to me.

I opened a few more girls wearing short dresses with my "I was going to wear that" opener but nothing stuck. I started getting anxious that I hadn't done any decent sets yet and it started to get to me.

Instead of trying to approach, I went to the dance floor and danced for a lot longer than I intended. I used to go to raves when I was younger and would dance a lot there too, so it took me back to my raving days. I'm a decent dancer and I'm in pretty good shape so I think I might have attracted some attention. A few girls started dancing near me (who were obviously way better than me) and I opened one of htem with something clever like, "I'm sorry that I'm such a better dancer than you guys, I hope you're not embarrassed."

She got the joke thank god and laughed. We exchanged another few words but it was weird coordinating the dancing with the talking. Hard to talk ont he dance floor.. plus I think she felt bad talking to me instead of dancing iwth her friend.

A few other people came over into our circle and started dancing enthusiastically as well until we had a nice little impromptu crew dancing. I had no idea what I was doing but one thing that I will say is that at a club, dancing is underrated. If you can let loose on the dance floor then people will notice you and it will be easier to open them later on. It'll also potentially lead to interactions on the dance floor with people. More on this later.

Anyway I ended up dancing for wayyyy longer than I intended, something like 40 minutes. Eventually I got tired and decided to have a wander around the club and do some approaches. I was still anxious that I had been there for almost an hour and still hadn't had any decent sets. For sure the slowest start that I've had recently.

And even after wandering around, I wasn't able to bring myself to do any approaches. I just didn't see any good opportunities. Either that or I didn't see any opportunities that I felt like taking. I know it sounds like I'm making an excuse, maybe I was?

Anyway I finally opened a set that stuck by opening this mixed girl and telling her that I like her hair. I actually work as one of those mall kiosk hair straightener sales people so I know a lot about hair. Turns out she was wearing a weave so we talked about that a bit.

She was with a friend of hers who was busy playing on her phone. I ended up staying with this girl and talking for a good 15 minutes and the conversation got pretty sexual. She kept saying things like, "If people fuck with me in a bad way, I'll fuck them up." so I said, "don't worry, I'll only fuck with you in a good way." She's like, "i'm sure you will."

There was a lot of sexual talk like that but to be honest I wasn't really attracted to her. She was good looking, thin, and had a pretty face but just wasn't my type. I got her insta and we kept talking, but what I really wanted from her was a makeout. I kept trying to set her up for the "best friends test" and lead into the "on a scale of 1-10 how good of a kisser are you" but i never got the opportunity.

Eventually I told her I had to go catch up with my friends.. I think she was upset because she was like, "yeah you better go catch up with them, hope you get home safe.." something to the effect of "you're too much of a good boy for me." I think with all the sexual talk she wanted me to pull her. Just wasn't that interested.

After that I went back to the dance floor and danced some more, maybe another 30 minutes. At some point I wandered towards the back of the main hall and found this bombshell in a tight neon orange dress, double d fake tits and platform shoes. I could tell she was a professional dancer because she was doing all kinds of crazy shit.

By now I was very loose from dancing for over an hour so I danced over to her and gave her my best mating dance. She busted out some professional moves followed by a hair flip, so I awkwardly tried to copy her moves, hair flip included. She laughed and I used my "I was going to wear that tonight" opener.

We started talking about this and that but again i ran into the same issue of chatting on the dance floor - some people want to dance, and some people want to talk. I feel like in a situation like this it would be good to have a stack of things to say so you don't have any of those awkward pauses. Maybe in non-dancefloor game pauses are ok, but on the dancefloor if there's a pause people will just start dancing again and when the girl is doing crazy gogo dancer moves it's harder to get in there and whisper in her ear.

We talked about going out, different DJs, blah blah blah whatever. She started dancing again so I danced over to another part of the floor and opened these two other people who were wearing mittens with glowsticks in the fingers. I asked them where they bought them and they told me.

Then I felt someone bump into me from behind, so I turned around and saw that it was the neon orange dress girl. I turned around and started dancing with her again a little, but I didn't really want to dance with her, I wanted to talk to her. And I didn't wnat to dance there like a retard while hse busted out crazy stripper moves.

I walked the other end of hte main hall and found a spot where I could dance to the music. I had kind of given up on approaching for the night and had given up hope that anything good would come of it. So I told myself I'd just wait until the end of the ngiht before leaving.

I legit danced for another 45 minutes before running into my roommates, who had found some of their friends who had a table. I invaded their table area and chatted with them for a bit and who should walk by? Neon orange dress girl.

I went out to say what's up, blah blah blah how's your night going. "I think I'm drunk" oh cool... not sure if that's actually what she said as I couldn't hear shit. I really wanted to get a makeout with this girl too and tried to set up the "best friends test" + "how good of a kisser are you" but doing verbal game in this situation was a lost cause. Eventually I introduced her to one of my roommates friends and went back to dance again.

At this point I was getting tired (despite the red bull), but the club was going to close in about fifteen minutes. When I got to the dance floor I saw the girl I opened in the beginning, the one with the massive ass. And when I say massive ass, let me tell you.. this shit was absolutely gigantic. I'm talking like Instagram influencer gigantic. Perfectly shaped, and she was wearing neon yellow pants. Liek what the fuck.

I waved to her and was like WHATS UP and she looked at me like she had no idea who I was. I waved right in her face and she goes... 'OH! You're from LA, right?" (I had told her this in our first convo). yeah I am. "hey what's up blah blah blah."

Since it was loud as fuck I we had to lean in and talk into each others ears in order to hear each other, and I noticed that when I leaned in she would hold my arms with both hands.. like more than what would be necessary. This happened a few more times as we kept talking until I figured out that she was ready to go. I started putting my hand around the back of her waist to bring her in and whisper something in her ear, and she reciprocated.

Eventually I just pulled her in and we started making out. I might have squeezed her ass too. It was pretty hot, not gonna lie.

Danced a bit more after that but I stayed put next to her. I tried saying something to her again but she was like "I can't hear anything you're saying." Perfect opportunity to use my new line... "want to go somewhere we can talk?"

We left the main hall and walked through a hallway. I wanted to take her upstairs to the roof but security had already blocked the stairs. So instead we just hung out in the empty stairwell like a bunch of junkies. I locked in against hte wall and pulled her in front of me with my hands around her waist. I don't remember exactly what I said but I was using a lot of push/pull + premise-y lines like, "You have a great ass, but it's not big enough for me.."

"I'm a virgin"

"I've never seen a vagina"

It was a bit of a risk to get profane like that but she was eating it up. I said something like, "don't look at me like that, I'm having trouble controlling myself around you." she's like oh really? do you want to fuck me?

I go, "Hmmm.. I dunno. I'm not sure if I'm attracted to you."

Not sure if it was a shit test but she reacted like she thought I was serious. "You don't knwo if you're attracted to me?"

I said no and she pulle dback a little bit. I clarified that it was a joke and she's like, "ok, I'm really drunk so I didn't understand."

Then I said, "are you kidding me? I'm trying my hardest to control myself around you." I turned her around to get a good look at her ass. "I mean jesus christ look at that ass.." gave it a nice squeeze and she let me.

I forget how it came up but we started talking about when we were going to hang out next and what we were going to do. I was like, "I'm not sure if I want to have sex with you." and she goes, "Oh, we're going to FUCK." lol

I go, "Oh my god.. I want to do bad things to you." like what? "I want to pull your pants down and fuck you right in the hallway."

I turned her around again and gently started to pull her pants down.. I didn't go all out, kind of just wanted to see if she'd let me. She peeked out through the hall to see if anyone was coming. I pulled her to the other side of the doorway and said go ahead, really quick. She pulled down her pants to show me her ass and I got a nice handful.. her ass was very cold for some reason.

Anyway after that she goes, "you're going to text me, right?" I already had and told her that I had. She said I didn't but then I showed her the text on my phone. I think I said, "I did bitch"... then she goes, "bitch? did you call me a bitch? that's not very nice." and then she ran away from me lol. shit test maybe?

After that it was time to go. I managed to get the neon orange dress girl's instagram before she got waylayed by this guy who she had earlier said was her ex. Kind of creepy but when we were talking he came up to her and gave her a bottle of water and then walked away. I was like do you know that guy? She goes yeah it's my ex, I'm trying to avoid him like the plague. I might text her next time I go out, she seems fun.

Anyway that's my night... fucking long ass night and I need to go to bed.

what I learned:

Don't stress if the night doesn't go perfect in the beginning. Sometimes you'll get off to a great start, sometimes the wins come later in the night. The important thing is that you went out and tried.

Maybe I should also pick better venues for pickup.. no more 18+ bullshit.

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