Feel free to tell me if there is anything I didn’t pick up on or share the story with someone who might need it

Tldr the door was opened for me to be the next Brett kavanaugh.

Anyone who has been following my updates has probably heard of my story regarding my friend who is a glorified stacy. Since I finally have something to write about, I will also take this chance to describe her and her behavior in better detail

Stacy (I know it’s incel as hell) 19 year old college student going into the same major as me. She has a boyfriend who has made himself to be every hypergamous wet dream. Her Snapchat story is full of gifts he has bought her during their literal first week I.E. expensive shoes, alcohol, the dye shirts and a Halloween costume. Before the relationship, she made it clear through Snapchat that she rode the cock carousel religiously but is leading us to believe it’s died down to protect her precious betabux.

I hope that provides enough of an insight into her, so on to the story. This started yesterday but it was rather eventful. To lay the setting, I was on my way to my science class and she yells at me to get my attention and unfortunately I turn without processing who it is. So she accompanied me on the walk to science and talks about her upcoming birthday party and tries to get me to go and get drunk with her, and like the human chameleon I try to be I ask for more details about the party and I come to find out that she wants me to stay the night on campus. I say I’ll consider it but she goes on and says “ you need to just let me take your virginity, your alcohol virginity” with a very flirtatious voice.

Through out most of class I would catch her staring at me and by the end of class she was walking me to my car. It was a long walk so it involved her trying to use me as an emotional tampon, her talking about daddy issues and even meeting more of her beta orbiters. By the time we reach my car she has already made up a nickname for me. I’m sure she would’ve tried to sleep with me and make me another betabux because she told the rest of the group she would meet back with them in 40 minutes but I guess she failed even tho her painfully obvious flirting and waiting for me to kiss her

If I go to this party it would be so easy to say I don’t remember anything because I’m a first time drunk it would basically be handing me a lawsuit.So many bad things could stem from this situation so I hope if you have a friend who needs this you can show him this story and break it apart and use it to tell him why going your own way is best