Been lurking here for about a month. Haven't posted much. Quick backdrop, I'm 22, in college, and fighting my way out of my AFC slump. I've slept with a fair number of women but all but one were friends of friends or some other kind of previous connection.

So last Saturday my friend and I decide to go out. I drank pretty heavily at my apartment with some friends beforehand playing drinking games and other shenanigans so by the time I leave (late) I'm already pretty intoxicated.

My buddy always wears nice clothes (shirt and tie) to bars and women seem very receptive to it. However, he is a master of talking a big game and following through on none of it. I decide to dress up a bit as well for some light peacocking as we'll be going to a primarily underage college bar. Just before we go out I get a text from my oneitis I know, bad move but I'm trying to improve here saying blah blah she cant make it out tonight. So already I'm not in a great mindset.

We drive to the bar and park in a lot covered in ice and snow. As we're walking to the bar, we notice a car full of young fairly attractive women stuck trying to get out of the same lot. After about 10 minutes of pushing and teaching the driver the difference between right and left we finally got them out. They thanked us and said they would be at the same bar and buy us a drink once they got inside

We show up to the bar with about 2 hours until bar close. The place is crazy packed. You can barely even walk. We've had 2 snow days this week and tonight was the first night people could really drive safely. So I immediately get a drink and we walk around a bit. Here is my first big mistake I kept drinking hard. I was upset my oneitis was out on a date night with some other guy and like a beta little kid I let it get to me. I walk around for way too long making small comments to any girl who approaches me although I'm not going out of my way. The girls we helped somehow know my name and yell at me from across the bar to join them for a drink sweet I think, an easy in. But no they are incredibly awkward. I try and ask them about their majors, how they know eachother etc and they just give me strange looks and short answers. I propose we do shots to thank me for "saving" them and instead they pay for me and my buddy's drink. I walk away pretty disappointed.

Finally, I've had enough. I see an HB8 standing by herself on her phone on facebook. I walk up next to her and strike up a conversation. I was fairly intoxicated so I'll do my best to remember it as it was

Me: Hey it's ok for you to add me on there. Just be like hey I met you at this bar. You're so awesome

Her: I totally wasn't on facebook!

Me: Yeaaaa. But you were. (not the smoothest) I'm Ted by the way (shake hands)

Her: Hi Ted, I'm Robin

Me: Hey Robin, so what are you studying?

Robin: Oh I'm a freshmen in journalism. You?

Me: I'm actually a senior in chemical engineering. Occasionally they let us out to socialize with the rest of the world.

Her: (laughs quite a bit)

Me: So Robin, you watch the game today? (our school just won a basketball game and some of the players were at the bar)

....small talk.... until a while later

Her: Yea I see how well dressed you and your friend are. I thought you two were gay (probably a shit test)

Me: Well yea but tonight I decided to make an exception for you (thanks seddit)

Her: (laughs) Oh yea?

For the next 20 minutes I carry on the conversation and become more and more confident. She puts her phone away. I keep steady eye contact and smile a ton. She laughs at every joke I say even when they aren't the greatest. I can tell she's into me.

But I had already made one mistake. I didn't kino. Other than a handshake I hadn't touched her. I know kino is important but it still makes me feel like a creeper.

Then enter her friend. She's also about an HB8 but is a cockblocking machine. Her face looks like it was made to frown and I'm not sure she has an ounce of fun in her body. Just as her friend comes over, a large group behind me asks me to take a picture for them. I say sure and as I take it, I hear Robin's friend introduce herself. As soon as I'm done taking the picture, I turn around and say "Hi, Ashley right? I've heard so much about you". Robin smiles. Then my friend half-heartedly stalls her for about 5 minutes from breaking apart the conversation. It's about 10 minutes to bar close and Robin's friend interrupts and says she wants to change to a different area of the bar. and here comes the nail in the coffin I nod and look to my buddy who says no, I'm not going. And I hesitate. I say nothing for about 5 seconds. I open my mouth again and already it's too late. They're walking away. 5 minutes later it's last call and I walk out of the bar, dejected and upset at my buddy. Fail night

TLDR went into the night with a bad mindset. Drank too much. Only approached one girl and got her interested after I passed a shit test. But acted beta in a crucial moment. Went home alone