There are three of four stories that I haven't put up, and probably won't due to my time constraints, but a friend seems to be amazed at how I stole a girl right from a guy in front of his face, so I think I'll put up how I did it:
There are three of four stories that I haven't put up, and probably won't due to my time constraints, but a friend seems to be amazed at how I stole a girl right from a guy in front of his face, so I think I'll put up how I did it:
I was already in a quiet area of the bar. In this case, outside on the patio upstairs. The patio is usually dead, but it is the only quiet place in that bar to talk to women.
I had pumped up my social value. Before I approached said girl, I was already talking to girls and joking around.
OK, so now I noticed a girl with a guy. I approach them.
I don't remember what I opened with, probably something fucking stupid. Anyhow, I had her attention, at which point I said "Am I allowed to talk to you? I don't want your boyfriend to kick my ass." This is how I verify the relationship between the two.
She says "He's not my boyfriend.". This means two things. One: There's a good chance she has sexual interest in me. Or Two: The two of them may or may not be talking/fucking but she is open to meeting other men. If you say what I said, a girl that isn't interested in you or open to meeting other men will say that said guy is her boyfriend, regardless of if he actually is or not.
When she says "He's not my boyfriend", I maintain the eye contact and tell her to "Come here", and slowly start walking in another direction, thus leaving the guy behind. I don't give a fuck about him, so I don't even introduce myself to him. I know that girls don't give a fuck about guys, and I know that most guys are too chickenshit to get in my way. If she was with a girl, however, she wouldn't leave her behind by herself, and even if she was willing to, her friend would have no problem stopping me.
As we start walking away, she asks me where we're going, and I point over to an area closeby. The guy just stands by himself looking lonely as fuck. We laugh and joke, and shoot the shit.
We do the kino, grabbing each others hands. I give her my number. We talk some more, and she asks for my phone number because she wants to meet up with me again. The bar starts to close, said guy just stares over at us waiting on her, and I send her off on her merry way with said guy to go meet back up with her friends inside.