I met a man at a bar on friday night. I had gone out to dinner with some friends and they insisted that we go out for drinks. I however had no desire to go out. After sitting at the bar for a couple hours watching my friends get drunk, I was the dd, I was ready to leave and had made that clear to my friends. A man that I had had my eye on for most of the night came over and started talking to me. He seemed nice, funny and cute. That's when one of my guy friends started to make an ass out of his drunk self and everyone now wanted to leave. So we left. I didn't get the cute guys # or give him mine and I'm regretting it. I have been thinking about him all weekend.
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