protip: read all of it. no tldr, gotta read from start to finito.

i met this girl at a bar a few weeks ago. we hit it off and she came with us to the next venue - a more club-like dance place or whatever. I went back to her place within an hour or so and we had sex. it was only the second time i'd ever pulled a same-night-lay, (the first had only been a few weeks prior), and it was one of the few times i had the pleasure of a woman who actually lived in the city. i have a notorious track record of banging girls who are from out of town and being physically unable to meet again, forever.

so whatever, it's my day 2 with this girl after she gets back from her winter break and we're meeting up at this cafe. im there early and when she walks in, oh surprise she brought a guy friend with her! now im not as worried as i'd normally be, she's a theater major, so probably 90% of the guys she knows are gay. as the conversations progress, it becomes an even safer bet to guess he is a homosexual.

now it's going about as well as it can at this point, i'm engaging both of them and running the conversation, when lo and behold, another handful of kids walks in, all friends of these two from school. there's six of them. i've just inherited a theater discussion group. i will not have this, no sir. i proceed to continue running the convo. there are girls here now, two of them, and they are actually hotter than mine. they are situated farther away at a different table though, so revenge-game will have to wait.

my girl gets a call.

"oh boy," she says, widening her eyes as if to roll them, "it's brian."

and my mind cannot help but race. she walks outside to take the call and the gay guys start gossiping about "brian."

"well who is he?" i ask, unable to maintain aloofness.

"omigod it's her ex. they broke up like a week or two ago."

about a week or two after i'd fucked her? interesting. conversation steers away from brian. I expect to see her outside gesticulating angrily. instead she looks quite content, playing with her hair, etc. gasp IOI's!!! I think one of the guys was reading my mind:

"oh would you look at her she's gonna rekindle an old flame, isn't she?"

fuck

I swear, theyre reading my mind:

"oh. sorry honey, did you want her? she kind of floats around, she's hard to pin down... you don't wanna be in her harem anyway."

my face is probably beet red at this point. anger, embarrassment, whatever. with no time left to regain my composure she walks back in.

"sorry guys i gotta go, i'll catch you all some other time."

I don't know why but i walk out with her. she doesn't seem to think it's weird. "all right see you later!"

"now wait a minute, you going to hook up with your ex or whatever?"

conversation ensues, im trying very hard not to show any anger. i don't think it was working. her tone implies that she is going to go fuck him, but if i'd like to wait around and hang out with her friends there might be some scraps for me when she's done. I laugh.

"Oh, i don't hang around with women who treat me like this. goodbye."

I turn around and walk away, and as i'm walking through the subway station i trip over a bum's foot.

"oh sorry."

he just looks up and smiles. in the next moment I open my eyes and i'm laying in my bed. this girl actually isn't coming home for another week or so. i just had a pickup nightmare. quite frankly i've never been so relieved in my life. I actually bolted upright and said out loud, "oh, thank god." bright side: it's doubtful that my actual day 2 with this girl could be worse in any way. somehow, i learned something from this fake date.

so hows that for inner game