Met a BAAAAAAD bitch at a house party in D.C. last night

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it's a beautiful but sad story bros.



I go to the sports pub to watch the Ivory coast soccer game with my boss and co-workers. blah blah, the game ends, and my boss is like "you wanna go to a house party? my girlfriend is there." and i'm like "yeah, i'm down. i had a feeling i was gonna meet my future wife today anyway."

so we go out there. we go out to the back yard, and i'm walking around flirting with all the drunk chicks stumbling around. So, i'm comfortable after a few minutes. then, i'm introduced to the boss' girl, who has a friend with her. This friend is fucking STUNNING. I'm playing it cool, trying not to stare at her. but this chick is DOWN my throat gauking at me. in the middle of talking to everyone, i look over at her and she's just staring and smirking at me. so, i'm like "aight, i can't pass this up." so she's ready, rubbing on my arms and shit, and i'm trying to talk to her. and she's responding absolutely illogically, her reactions and words don't make sense. I'M BLOWN.

long story short, this bitch ends up being BLITZED out of her fucking mind, but she keeps telling my boss' girlfriend that she wants me and shit. of course this bitch lost her phone, but my boss' girl keeps saying that she'll give me ol' girl's email address.


what should i do bros?

this bitch is a solid 11, but i'm afraid she won't even remember trying to put her tongue down my throat 15 minutes after meeting me.


p.s. this story was truncated, i spared a lot of dope details, but what should i do?