I'm back with sex hair. Jokes.
Okay so i'm mixed with this, shes now getting into my head. I think shes trying to get me to make a move so split me and my mate up.
Went over wearing sweatpants (Bad idea!) and she answers, wearing pyjamas which are normal I guess but when I say pyjamas i'm being generous to that piece of cloth and string. (damn). She was also stoned out her box and she was drinking on her own. She offered me, I refused.
I thought most of the time I was okay, we were having a laugh. Nothing was happening, I felt safe, nothing was going to happen, I can contain myself if I don't look too much and she makes no moves. Til I turned my head midsentence as I was listening she just stopped talking and stared at me - like dead into my eyes, awkward 10 seconds that was.
I promptly fucking booked it for the door and ran home.
I have done the right thing, haven't I? If anything, this experience has told me I need to get myself a gf. It's been too long. I'm guessing that was pretty anti-climactic for you all, but fuck it.