Had an interesting night out... I was with a buddy who needed to go out so I wasn't in my best clothes for picking anybody up, but that wasn't the point of the night for me - just shooting pool with buddies. However, once I was at the bar I found myself in a conversation with an HB9. I was having a smoke beside her and invited myself into her conversation with any guy who was listening.

We hit it off and she went inside - I came in about 5 minutes later and ran into her at the bar again and invited her to a game of pool (pool table was at the back - perfect for isolating and escalating). Half way into the game, her BF walks over to the table (carrying her purse!). He looked a little stunned that I'm playing pool with her. He asks if we can play doubles and she says no, and instructs him to put her purse by her table and then go hang out with his friends.

Then who shows up? Chad thundercock - definitely the AMOG in the club. He was ripped, dressed to impress, and he had game. Walks right up to her seconds after the eight ball drops. "Thanks for the game" she says and wonders off with him - they were inseparable for the remaining night and she left with him.

I could only smile a little to myself... AWALT.

At the end, the poor boyfriend came up to me asking where she was. "She's left with Chad".