Finally found a good girl on Tinder. Cute and educated. Went out on Sunday night to watch the Boys. We had a great time. Went out to a kick *** bar later that night. We made out. It was a great night. We smiled and had laughter. Called her Wednesday to ask if she wanted to hang out Thursday. No answer. Texted her. Said she was busy the next day. I called her again 6 hours later. No answer. Knew it was an L at that point.
So I found her on Twitter and she tweeted out (sunday night while we were at the bar I assume) how I was trying to get in her pants.
I was livid. We barely talked at the bar. Too busy dancing and having fun.
She enjoyed every part of making out. Hell, right before we split SHE wrapped her hands around me. SHE LEANED IN.
So why would she make this up?
Did a little more investigating. Turns out she has a boyfriend.
A grin came across my face. Then... I felt bad for the dude.
For some reason I text her again. She's super cute. Why the **** not?
Nothing.
Chalking this one up.
Back to the Tinder grind.