no balls:
as a guy, i expect you to pick up your balls and to just grab me to dance. not make nice convo (which was nice), and then hover and stare with an air of expectations... talk about awkward...
more awkward, having your friends take papparazzi like photos of the fact that you're talking to a girl... did i mention this guy was from the states and up to vancouver for the weekend? perhaps that would explain his outwardly gawky like motions... but it doesn't explain the fact that he's wearing a sweater vest over a white t-shirt. NOT a sartorialist moment.
with balls:
guy with some balls at least asked me to dance instead of bopping nervously around my group. now that's how to not be awkward... if only i can remember what all you looked like last night...
with balls and unique pick up line:
"i really like your glasses" well now isn't that a nice and fine intro line as i've always felt awkward and loser-like with my glasses in a club. nothing like a little bit of sweat and heat to steam up my glasses and make them slip down my nose every 2 seconds. to have someone actually comment on my frames was a novelty. too bad you looked sleazy and i was done having my dirty dancing moments and was about to leave.
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