If ever I was more dissatisfied with my own performance I cannot recall it to be more irritating than my present state. You show up drunk and complain about how you haven't been laid and how your friend you drove here is getting laid and how mad you are.
I remove your shoes and rub your feet. I figured maybe that was enough of a hint, and after that I think to myself, maybe the hint is coming back my way, maybe I'll just not even put any effort towards this girl and go to bed.
BUT I DONT. I get tron out and put it in. I sit on the couch with you and continue my massage, which goes nowhere. I get a blanket, bam, you go to sleep. So I go to my room and lay down
Wide awake. Super awake, why? Because you came in drunk as shit at 3am that's why. I got 5 hours of sleep and I am ready to start my day. Ready to give you that lay you were complaining about. So I get back up when I hear you cough and give you water, vitamin C, and tell you flat out
You don't have to sleep on the couch
And you reply
That's ok, the couch is fine
I haven't been turned down in awhile, but looking back I didn't put alot of effort forward.
Next tiem maby