Friday: --I spontaneously decide to go to a rock party with my mate. We enter the venue and start getting those beers going, checking out the surroundings. So my mate is not really my wingman, as although he is quite witty can drop quite funny lines, he is quite introvert and seems to not be in the whole seducing thing. -- A band is playing live on one of the club’s floors and during the last song of the band’s set list I spot a HB8 next to me. Let’s call her Ana.So I just ask Ana randomly whether she knows the band, trying to keep upright, chest out, making eye contact and smiling. The convo starts slightly difficult, as there is still music blasting from the speakers and also due to the fact I am not a native speaker. But I stick to it, carry on chatting her up, as luckily the decibels go down and she agrees to come with me to the bar, where it’s not so loud. I introduce Ana to my mate and we carry on with small talk, me trying to keep everything on a joking/positive note. Then we decide to get back and dance, which considering the nature of the event is more head-banging than dancing. Now I am a rock/metal guy through and through and I love those tunes, man, but this head-banging gives you really less options for kino, compared to a passionate reggae dancing, for instance. --My mate cleverly decides to head home and leaves me with Ana. Shortly after I #-close. No special tricks here, just ask her for her number and do the “I will text you dirty things”- routine,just to confirm numbers. --I do my best to kino. What I think was a clever move: I told her that her neck is going to get sore from all the head-banging so I offer to give her a little massage. Try to escalate from there, but she doesn’t really respond. --Night is coming to an end and I spot a HB7, next to me and Ana so I start a convo with her too.Let’s call her Bony. I end up with Bony at the bar, we talk a little. The convo is going well, as it seems we have similar interests in music and movies. I ask her for her facebook and she gives me her nickname there. --The club closes. Bony heads home. On my way out I spot Ana, who is coming out of the club on her own. The weather is really bad and I try to persuade her that it is probably better for her to stay at the guest room in my apartment than to travel all the way to her town. Unfortunately the idea doesn’t appeal much to her, so we part ways. Take home: one #-close, one FB-close, unfortunately no sexy time.

Saturday --During the day I notice Bony added me on FB, so we start to chat and the conversation goes well. Long story short, we decide to go to the same club, and to meet up there. We meet, I try to keep the conversation positive again, with eye contact, etc. I also manage to isolate Bony in a quiet part of the club and try to escalate. Doesn’t work out, as she is shy and not very mature (still in her teens). Tells me she doesn’t know me well enough in order to make out with me, and she is also looking for a LTR, not a night club flick. Fuck that! -- So at this point of the night, I find myself in a funny situation. I am on my own in this club, with a pathetic teanager, getting no game. There are two options from here: I call it a night and fuck off home, or I do something about it. --Best fucking decision of the weekend: I did something about it. I tell Bony that I will be back in a minute, at which point I go to another floor of the club and see what’s going on there. BANG, guess who is lucky! Two girls dancing on their own. A fat HB0, and her friend HB8. Let’s call the HB Cory. From here on, everything runs smoothly,as in a textbook. I start a small talk with Cory. I try to befriend the HB0 as fast as possible. Clever move: they are childhood friends! Dancing and joking with the HB0 pays back a lot! Another dude joins in, seems to be interested in the HB0. I befriend him. Try to high-five him and brother-hug him in order to dominate him. Works out perfectly. We dance, I dance really good, escalating the kino with Cory and goofy-dancing with HB0 in order to entertain. Looks like the HB8 is interested in me. I think one of the main reasons for that is: I NEVER answer her questions directly. She asks me where I come from, I make her guess. Bitch test: Cory tells me that it is carnival time at the moment and it is very common for dudes to be looking for one-night stands during this time. Asks me if this applies to me. I tell her that I’m not local, and not familiar with the carnival etiquette, but she can forget it, if she is trying to have her way with me. This time I #-close more creatively. As she ask me if I am good with smart phones and if I can get an app fixed on her phone, I tell her: well, sounds complicated and I am slightly drunk, but if she wants she can give me her number and I will text her the solution the next day. This not only gets me her number, but I also get some thumbs up from her HB0 friend, who is listening to this conversation and congratulates me for my wittiness. Clubs closes, the three of us are trying to organise a taxi. Luckily one comes, we drive HB0 to her place and then drive to Corey’s place. As we make out on her couch she says: we are not having sex tonight. I say:damn, girl, I was just about to tell you that although you managed to drag me to your place, I am not letting you have your way with me. I am saving myself up for marriage. This shit is gold. Of course, later on we go to her bed, and I get some of the hottest sex I have had lately, followed by two more shags the next morning.

Take home: 1)If you find yourself in a dull situation, try to do something about it and improve it. 2) Advices from seddit fucking work, read and learn!

TL;DR: Had a modestly successful Friday night, almost ruined my Saturday night with an immature HB7, didn’t give in, f-closed on a HB8 on Saturday night.