Basically, the main 2 guys I go out with have girlfriends and are into monogamy. Our lads nights out used to be ace; we didn't have any game, but shit, we'd try.

Now, I finally realised where this has taken us on Saturday night in Leeds. I went up there gaming for a great night, but while on pre-drinks with friends one of them was already in a constant text conversation with his worse-half.

The first place we went was a Yates' I think. Not the biggest place, quite busy and an abundance of girls. So where did we go, you ask? Top floor, on a table, in the quiet bit. Don't get me wrong, I'm all game for a chat with my mates at the beginning of a night out as I don't get to see them all that much with me living away, so I gave that the benefit of the doubt and waited patiently for the next bar.

The next place was some club; not entirely sure which, my knowledge of Leeds isn't that vast. This place was slightly less crammed with less potential (unless you wanted the raving pillhead who was rocking the dance floor solo.. she is what I know as a 'back-up'). However, there were 3 charming girls pretty close to us, a brunette 9, and 2 blonde 7/8s... and my mates seemed game for once! So they went and did the cool thing... stood near them, talking to themselves looking lost and lonely in a club. At this point I was still at the bar and so could see them, and I guess this helped me to realise that I never want to do that again.

So, on the way back from the bar I walked past the girls, gave them a second glance and stopped, then just asked probably one of the worst opinion openers, but at least it gets conversation rolling; "Please, tell me there are better clubs than this in Leeds?" or some words to that effect. This got a conversation rolling, so my mates joined me. However, rather than chipping in, winging or anything like that, they simple stood there and seemed to try and join in with exagerated emotions.. fake laughs, "really?"s..etc. while I tried to keep the attention of a 3 set. They seemed to be in the same scenario as us though, so we left them, and started heading out.

As we were leaving that club (which was downstairs by the way), we noticed the top floor had filled out a bit and a bunch of fancy dress people were out, and some nice girls were at the bar; we reluctantly decided to stay for one up there. One of my "things" is I generally tend to get girls by robbing fancy dress, especially hats. Not sure why, just something I do when drunk. So the next 20mins or so was me stealing fancy dress, having a laugh, asking people where to go.. while my mates, again, just kind of followed me.

Cue 3-set again. Was pretty easy to see them coming; they stood out from the rest of the club. They recognised us and started walking over, or at least so I thought, but instead just gave a nervous hello and went and stood near us. Now, was this them shooting us down, or was it them being just as scared as my friends were? The IOIs while we were finishing our drinks gave that away, so upon completion as we were leaving I put my arm out the the brunette, said "this is boring, you're coming with us", and left the place with an extra 3 in our company.

Again, not sure on names of places, but we soon ended up at another bar. This seemed like more of a walkabout type of place, with the majority being bar and seating and a small dance floor somewhere in the middle. We all got drinks and headed to the dance floor for a while, partaking in the most awkward 2-step I've ever been part of. Decided this was going nowhere, so got talking to the girls and eventually it led on about how easy it is for girls to get guys in clubs compared to the other way round. So, to prove this, I set a challenge... go away and get an xmas hat off someone as fast as you can.

Luckily, I saw a rather nice shy looking blonde 6 with one across the dance floor so straight away headed for her, took her hat and mistakingly said "I'm taking this.. when you get it back you may even get a kiss" to which she giggled and seemed to let me take it. Spot on. So I headed back to the group with my hat, to see the girl had already aquired one from a barman. Now, just read my last quote again. To me, it meant that I'd personally return it and possibly kiss her. Now, to her, she took it as a challenge to get it back off me. The second I stood still in the group I felt the hat go, and as I turned around I was pretty much raped with a kiss. Normally, I wouldn't complain but infront of the group I was after, this wasn't a particular bonus. So, I turned back to the group and tried to pretend I didn't know what just happened... and the awkwardness ensued, followed by those 3 "having to go". Disaster, and my fault Fuck it, we left the club shortly after, with me getting the blondes number on the way out just so I could say I got a number out of it.

We decided to call it quits there and then, and so walked the street looking for a kebab to punish our stomachs with. Cue 3-set again. We walked past them on our travels, and they called us over. The kiss wasn't mentioned thankfully, just a general chit-chat which ended up in brunette giving me her number incase we hit up Leeds again.

Story over.

Conclusion: An accidental kiss-close with a number, another underachieved number-close, a boring night out and the understanding that my mates just aren't looking for the same type of night as me. However, I am working on this. I bought a "to my lover" card yesterday to send to one of the guys who's misses is a jealous bitch, so I'll fill you in on that shortly.

Number close 2nd from left.. picture doesn't do her justice.. either that or alcohol makes her prettier..


The accidental kiss-close.

Facebook is a wonderful thing I had a shit phone until recently thanks to dropping my last one in a pint, so instead of getting the brick out all the time I've got into a habbit of remembering names for facebook stalking purposes

Finding a wingman for me is harder than it seems. I float around the country too much, literally (I'm Navy). My parents live near Yorkshire, just finished being based in Portsmouth, now moving to Plymouth for a few months before I go up Scotland way on..

I just try and 'work my magic' as such whenever I can or at least, whenever I feel able/comfortable.

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Infact, maybe that's my problem. Maybe I need a wingman to get me doing this shit when I'm NOT comfortable as I'm sure that'd kick my game right up. Don't get me wrong, I love my social circle but one area where we differ drastically is the area of relationships.

I couldn't bring myself to go into a club by myself quite yet.. Not for the confidence issues, just for the fact that I'd be going clubbing alone..