Hanging out with my friends in a club and listening to this awesome Dj from 12 to 4 a.m. once, one girl we know was around with us too and since I was tired, I wanted to leave. Found out she was leaving too and she said she could give me a ride back home. On the way to the car, she rushed ahead like 10m from me and I was like "WTF? I'm not chasing you around, I'm hammered :snicker ". Anyway, after she slowed down and caught up with her, she said that she was sorry that she saw her ex and it she was embarrassed to see him because she did it for the first time with him, this and that. "Ok...so...?", I though. Then came the question: "Do you think I'm pretty?". It was one of those questions you never see coming and catch you with your guard down. "Uh..................yeah of course, you're pretty!" (she's pretty average-ugly to be honest). She kept asking "You really think so?" in a flirty tone, and I kept freaking out. In the car, she didn't stop telling me about how much one of her friends liked me and was so sorry when she left back to the States and couldn't tell me. "Oh, shame", I said trying to make an effort to make a tone like I cared. She kept trying to flirt, though I cut her wings every time.
I swear, if she dared to put her hand on my knee, I would've jumped out the window with the car running. Now every time I go out I try to avoid her and I always find her around. She always wants me to go with her to a bar or pub and I have to brush her off my shoulder. Damn, there really should be hooker bars for ladies. What can't she see that I don't give a crap and I'm with someone else? Women be women when they're stubborn, gee.