I shouldn't have done that. I really, really shouldn't have done that.
Fu.ck! Why did I do that?
That was a damn mistake. Flirting with this girl. What was her name again? And I definitely shouldn't have said what I said about my phone number. It was just...
I knew women like this one. They play innocent, thinking I like that kind of thing. Then they give me those fu.ck-me eyes and either ask for my number, or ask me to go somewhere with them on the spot.
Since I obviously wasn't going anywhere, I opted for doing my usual trick in these situations. I laid my charm on thick, wrote down a fake number before she could even ask, and quickly got her to leave me alone. I've done it many, many times. It works like a charm. Just like now.
Except...
I looked back at the bathroom door that L
