Noticed a girl last night kept staring at me and finally confronted me while I was waiting by the restroom for my friends "do you know what DJ is playing tonight?" (Me: I'm not sure). She walks away...

About an hour later we go back and there she is... On a couch by herself and each time I glanced over at her she smiles. I said in my head "fuck it" and approached her.

Me: why aren't you dancing?

Her: this isn't my kinda music. I'm half Puerto Rican and don't like booty grinding music anyways

Me: well what kinda music do you like

Her: the kind of music at "x" bar?

Me: well let's go to x bar and you teach me your moves

Her: I would but I'm kinda tired.

Me: well tomorrow night then

Her: I have plans but I'd love to dance with you one night, what's your name? (We introduce ourselves, so nervous I forget to do that lol)

Her: well I'll be free soon take my number and we can dance soon, one on one.

I take my phone out and she grabs it. Puts in her number and name (although her name is totally misspelled, imagine Sraah Smiht as her name)

It was 2am so I text her this morning around 10am

-Whos this?

-Guy from x club who etc etc etc.

  • sorry but you have the wrong number

  • so either I was given a wrong number on purpose or she was drunk AF and my dumbass shouldn't have her put her number (it was so fucking loud tho in the club)

-But still.. I did it guys. I at least approached her. :) Still a win in my book