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I shared a lot of classes with this one chad and we happened to become friends. I think he felt comfortable around me knewing that he mogged me 24/7, and he would act especially boistrous when we were around some girls. Chads for whatever reason like having incel friends, but that is a separate discussion.
Anyways, around my sophomore year he threw a party at his house and almost in sort of a pity way he invited me to come. He knew full-well I was an incel just by looking at me, even though I tried to play it off back then. I sort of knew subconciously it was a bad idea for me to go, but this was during my redpill coping stage so I accepted hoping something magical would happen.
Note: Most of you already know this, but if you're an incel, ALWAYS expect the worst possible outcome in any social event. Save yourself the trouble.
I arrived at his house before the party fully started, and first thing he asked me if I could shovel the snow off of his deck in the backyard. Me being the pathetic pushover I was, did it. He helped a little but then his girlfriend asked him to come have drinks in the basement, so I shovelled the majority alone. When I finished I just awkwardly sat inside on the couch drinking some water, and later he invited me to come downstairs and join as more people arrived.
His girlfriend (already hammered) asked me my name and gave me a hug, a very weird experience indeed. It wasn't the kind of hug she would give chad, it was more like a hug a big sister would give to her shy little brother. I was offered drinks but refused due to the fact I had to drive myself back, which was probably for the best. My chad friend decided to stay mostly sober for the night aswell. After that, I spent a few hours playing pool with my chad friend while more people arrived.
The more people that arrived the more hectic things got. Loud shitty rap music playing, the smell of weed, vape fumes and god knows what else everywhere. People vomiting on the floor, drunk beckys dancing, drink spills, sex in every room, the whole deal. At this point me and my sober chad friend decided to go upstairs and to his outdoor hot tub, which was much quieter, and a bunch of beckys followed after him and joined us in the hot tub.
At this point I was incredibly awkward and wanted to go home, while my chad friend greeted everyone with retarded zoomer handshakes. They talked about the most random stuff in the hot tub, meanwhile I was just completely zoned out and on my own. My chad friend would occasionally talk to me about some random stuff but would then go on with his other friends.
Then, this one russian becky saw me and decided to harass me for the rest of the party yelling russian swear words at me. I was too shy to confront her so I just sat there in silence, only occasionally responding to her. My chad friend knew I could understand some russian and kept asking me what she was saying, but I refused to tell him. She started off asking me random questions, then calling me stupid and slow, and then outright verbally assaulting me, calling me ugly and a fucking bitch in russian. I wanted to respond to her in someway but my cuck beta conditioning from school and my parents stopped me. If this happened now, I would've probably ended up in jail. She was just outright bullying me because I am sub5 and shy.
I went back to the basement and played pool with some other low tier normies while she kept harassing me and messing up my shots. Eventually she decided to leave me alone and my chad friend would ask me what she was telling me, and I would never tell him out of fear of being humiliated.
I would continue to just walk around doing random stuff trying to make it through the night without any more brutality, only talking to a few people who asked me who I was and what I was doing. Later in the night when everyone was fully out of it from the alcohol me and my chad friend were playing a few last games of pool. Beckys hovered around us asking my chad friend questions and kissing him on the cheek. Then one girl whispered something in his ear and they both went upstairs to the bedroom, and as he was leaving he looked at me with a certain look in his eye, as if he was saying "fuck you incel, look what i've got". A wave of pure rage filled me, how I controlled it I still dont know. I then practiced some pool on my own and later sat on the couch by myself while everyone was passed out. Some drunk girl asked me if I was ok and I said I was fine. After that I decided to leave while my chad friend was still in the bedroom fucking some random becky who was a few years older than him.
When I was driving home I sent him a text message so embarrasing I am not willing to share it here. That one party still haunts my memory to this day and fills me with rage. Later during that school year my chad friend continued to talk with me and asking me about the russian girl from the party, but I was no longer as kind and talkative with him as I was before. I wanted to fucking kill him (in minecraft) tbh. In the following summer and next school year I would completely stop talking to him and avoid him as much as I could. In the summer he sent me a photo of his new BMW and I just said "nice" and that was it. Later when he saw me in school he would call me out and I would be forced to greet him as to not seem weird. Nowadays I avoid all normies and chads and stick to myself various finding ways to cope.
In conclusion, do not EVER go to parties or be friends with chads. They may pretend to be nice but they will betray you and humiliate you the second they get the chance. Feel free to make fun of me for being a beta loser for not standing up to that becky, I probably deserve it.
Anyways, around my sophomore year he threw a party at his house and almost in sort of a pity way he invited me to come. He knew full-well I was an incel just by looking at me, even though I tried to play it off back then. I sort of knew subconciously it was a bad idea for me to go, but this was during my redpill coping stage so I accepted hoping something magical would happen.
Note: Most of you already know this, but if you're an incel, ALWAYS expect the worst possible outcome in any social event. Save yourself the trouble.
I arrived at his house before the party fully started, and first thing he asked me if I could shovel the snow off of his deck in the backyard. Me being the pathetic pushover I was, did it. He helped a little but then his girlfriend asked him to come have drinks in the basement, so I shovelled the majority alone. When I finished I just awkwardly sat inside on the couch drinking some water, and later he invited me to come downstairs and join as more people arrived.
His girlfriend (already hammered) asked me my name and gave me a hug, a very weird experience indeed. It wasn't the kind of hug she would give chad, it was more like a hug a big sister would give to her shy little brother. I was offered drinks but refused due to the fact I had to drive myself back, which was probably for the best. My chad friend decided to stay mostly sober for the night aswell. After that, I spent a few hours playing pool with my chad friend while more people arrived.
The more people that arrived the more hectic things got. Loud shitty rap music playing, the smell of weed, vape fumes and god knows what else everywhere. People vomiting on the floor, drunk beckys dancing, drink spills, sex in every room, the whole deal. At this point me and my sober chad friend decided to go upstairs and to his outdoor hot tub, which was much quieter, and a bunch of beckys followed after him and joined us in the hot tub.
At this point I was incredibly awkward and wanted to go home, while my chad friend greeted everyone with retarded zoomer handshakes. They talked about the most random stuff in the hot tub, meanwhile I was just completely zoned out and on my own. My chad friend would occasionally talk to me about some random stuff but would then go on with his other friends.
Then, this one russian becky saw me and decided to harass me for the rest of the party yelling russian swear words at me. I was too shy to confront her so I just sat there in silence, only occasionally responding to her. My chad friend knew I could understand some russian and kept asking me what she was saying, but I refused to tell him. She started off asking me random questions, then calling me stupid and slow, and then outright verbally assaulting me, calling me ugly and a fucking bitch in russian. I wanted to respond to her in someway but my cuck beta conditioning from school and my parents stopped me. If this happened now, I would've probably ended up in jail. She was just outright bullying me because I am sub5 and shy.
I went back to the basement and played pool with some other low tier normies while she kept harassing me and messing up my shots. Eventually she decided to leave me alone and my chad friend would ask me what she was telling me, and I would never tell him out of fear of being humiliated.
I would continue to just walk around doing random stuff trying to make it through the night without any more brutality, only talking to a few people who asked me who I was and what I was doing. Later in the night when everyone was fully out of it from the alcohol me and my chad friend were playing a few last games of pool. Beckys hovered around us asking my chad friend questions and kissing him on the cheek. Then one girl whispered something in his ear and they both went upstairs to the bedroom, and as he was leaving he looked at me with a certain look in his eye, as if he was saying "fuck you incel, look what i've got". A wave of pure rage filled me, how I controlled it I still dont know. I then practiced some pool on my own and later sat on the couch by myself while everyone was passed out. Some drunk girl asked me if I was ok and I said I was fine. After that I decided to leave while my chad friend was still in the bedroom fucking some random becky who was a few years older than him.
When I was driving home I sent him a text message so embarrasing I am not willing to share it here. That one party still haunts my memory to this day and fills me with rage. Later during that school year my chad friend continued to talk with me and asking me about the russian girl from the party, but I was no longer as kind and talkative with him as I was before. I wanted to fucking kill him (in minecraft) tbh. In the following summer and next school year I would completely stop talking to him and avoid him as much as I could. In the summer he sent me a photo of his new BMW and I just said "nice" and that was it. Later when he saw me in school he would call me out and I would be forced to greet him as to not seem weird. Nowadays I avoid all normies and chads and stick to myself various finding ways to cope.
In conclusion, do not EVER go to parties or be friends with chads. They may pretend to be nice but they will betray you and humiliate you the second they get the chance. Feel free to make fun of me for being a beta loser for not standing up to that becky, I probably deserve it.
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