Beta-moments post-game is the real meat and potatoes. I have some good ones for you:
Last summer I go to a local gig at a bar in my city to see some friends' bands play. Smoking hot petite girl (already half in the bag) walks up and stands next to me and gets mad forward. Leaning up against me, flirting with me, talking to me asking all kinds of questions and smiling at me. I ask her to come to an after party at my buddy's house - she came to the show with a friend but ditched him and I bounce her anyway
she gets more drunk at my buddy's house. Bang is basically guaranteed. I take her home. Bring her inside - girl is 100 lbs soaking wet so for some reason I decide she needs food in her belly because all she has done is serial slam beers all night and I decide I'm hungry too for some whack ass reason. I make a couple bowls of noodles and by the time I walk into my living room she is 100% comatosed on my couch. I gave her a good shake and she would not wake up. I sleep on the other couch and drive her home the next morning.
Fast forward 6 months or so -
same girl at another show. We don't always get second chances in life so here's mine and I'm gonna cease it. She says she is supposed to be staying at her friends house in my city so I offer to give her a ride when I leave all the while I'm sure I can convince her to just come home with me. I'm ready to leave and she is absolutely smashed - whatever. We get into my car (I had 2 friends in the backseat too who I was also driving home). We don't even leave the fucking parking lot and she is a zombie. Can't even wake up to give me her friend's address so I can dump her vegetable ass off there. I drop my buddies off, hen bring her to my place and
carry her into my apartment and put her to sleep on my couch. I drive her home next day. I guess that's more kinda getting stuck with it/being responsible. Still gay as fuck.
Got attached to a LTR earlier this year. Was tough-guy Mr. Alpha for a solid 4 months and she ate it right up, then I started catching feelings. I started getting commitment happy and being obvious about it - she dried up like a fucking desert and started blowing me off (likely started seeing someone else toward the latter end). Had a couple gay phone conversations where I tried convincing her she was reading me all wrong etc. Fucking cringe worthy. She wasn't even that great looking or a very good match for me. Ugh the
fuck is wrong with me.
My pre-red-pill stories are dreadful...