I don't know how many of you remember the long story I wrote on /r/incels 8 months ago about meeting 4 girls in a park at night and smoking for the first time but from that encounter I learned that one of them lived close by so I started taking my lonely ER night walks around her neighborhood. Through doing this enough I saw her pull into her driveway once therefore learning her exact address but I never spoke to her because I never had an opening to. Still I walked past her house often hoping to catch a glimpse of her during the last semester of senior year and waited around at the park at night hoping I would chance upon her or anyone.
Tonight I was riding my bicycle around the places I usually walked and I saw her younger brother playing basketball in her driveway with who I assume was his friend (fucking normieloid, at his age I was first thinking about how everyone had their group while I didn't). His friend called out something to me as I was riding past and I immediately recognized my opportunity and stopped. So many times I had walked or ridden past her driveway without even touching it and now I was standing in it like I had business there. I started talking to them a bit, the friend repeated what he said to me "you want spaghetti?". Her younger brother laughed and call him weird. I played along with his jesting asking if he actually had any. Her brother joined in and asked me how much I would pay. I asked him if I could pay in drugs, trying to steer the conversation. It was amazing how much he resembled her. He replied that his sister would probably accept. Bingo. My worry of appearing conspicuous faded as he went to his garage and brought out his own bicycle, spurned by the tricks I displayed. Now I had a more solid reason to hang around. An older boy showing off to some younger kids. The man I believed to be her father came outside and peered at us attempting bicycle tricks, possibly wary of the stranger hanging around his son. My dialogue with her brother and friend had diminished after a minute and they were hanging out further inside the garage leaving me alone, a place where it would have appeared strange for me to follow them with my level of familiarity. I was unsatisfied at that point, and looked at them unsure of how to reengage in dialogue with the boys. I would have to bring out the big guns. I rode off and took a lap around her neighborhood. As I neared her house I saw the boys still running around the driveway and I started pedaling harder and stood up on the seat and handlebars. The "surfing" trick I had learned a month after getting my bike never failed to garner attention. As I knew they would be, they were amazed and asking me how I did that as I pulled up to their driveway once more, enough of an invitation for me to talk to them again. At that point I just went for it. "I think I know your sister" I told her brother. "What's her name?" he replied. Of course I knew. I only said her first name although I knew her last, middle, and social security number. I mentioned how I met her trying to get him to talk about her more. He mentioned something and I learned she was inside the house trying to sleep or watching tv or something. I was minorly disappointed she probably wouldn't be coming out and I wouldn't get the chance to talk to her but felt I had accomplished enough in familiarizing myself. I'm going back to uni soon anyways so it probably doesn't matter but this is enough lifefuel to hold me until then. I left then but of course before going home, I rode to the park and waited a while longer. On the way home I saw I familiar flashlight and then flashing lights and my heartbeat soared, but it seemed that someone else was getting pulled over. Damn, I could have had 2 social interactions in one night.
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Tonight I was riding my bicycle around the places I usually walked and I saw her younger brother playing basketball in her driveway with who I assume was his friend (fucking normieloid, at his age I was first thinking about how everyone had their group while I didn't). His friend called out something to me as I was riding past and I immediately recognized my opportunity and stopped. So many times I had walked or ridden past her driveway without even touching it and now I was standing in it like I had business there. I started talking to them a bit, the friend repeated what he said to me "you want spaghetti?". Her younger brother laughed and call him weird. I played along with his jesting asking if he actually had any. Her brother joined in and asked me how much I would pay. I asked him if I could pay in drugs, trying to steer the conversation. It was amazing how much he resembled her. He replied that his sister would probably accept. Bingo. My worry of appearing conspicuous faded as he went to his garage and brought out his own bicycle, spurned by the tricks I displayed. Now I had a more solid reason to hang around. An older boy showing off to some younger kids. The man I believed to be her father came outside and peered at us attempting bicycle tricks, possibly wary of the stranger hanging around his son. My dialogue with her brother and friend had diminished after a minute and they were hanging out further inside the garage leaving me alone, a place where it would have appeared strange for me to follow them with my level of familiarity. I was unsatisfied at that point, and looked at them unsure of how to reengage in dialogue with the boys. I would have to bring out the big guns. I rode off and took a lap around her neighborhood. As I neared her house I saw the boys still running around the driveway and I started pedaling harder and stood up on the seat and handlebars. The "surfing" trick I had learned a month after getting my bike never failed to garner attention. As I knew they would be, they were amazed and asking me how I did that as I pulled up to their driveway once more, enough of an invitation for me to talk to them again. At that point I just went for it. "I think I know your sister" I told her brother. "What's her name?" he replied. Of course I knew. I only said her first name although I knew her last, middle, and social security number. I mentioned how I met her trying to get him to talk about her more. He mentioned something and I learned she was inside the house trying to sleep or watching tv or something. I was minorly disappointed she probably wouldn't be coming out and I wouldn't get the chance to talk to her but felt I had accomplished enough in familiarizing myself. I'm going back to uni soon anyways so it probably doesn't matter but this is enough lifefuel to hold me until then. I left then but of course before going home, I rode to the park and waited a while longer. On the way home I saw I familiar flashlight and then flashing lights and my heartbeat soared, but it seemed that someone else was getting pulled over. Damn, I could have had 2 social interactions in one night.
500 POSTS BABEEEEE
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