A couple years ago I moved to another city to do a summer internship. I sublet a room in a co-ed fraternity house. I didn’t really know anyone before I moved in. The first weekend one girl invited me to go out with her and some friends to some local bars. I assumed other people from the fraternity would be there. We spent the first hour at an Irish bar and it was just me and this girl. (I think she was loaded that summer with her internship because she insisted on buying all my drinks, paying for the uber, and cover charge.) Finally two GDI friends came and these guys wanted to go check out some bars with more dancing. She really wanted to go to this gay bar and I was not privy to these facts because I was unfamiliar with the scene in this area. We get to the bar, start dancing together, and she’s grinding on me. We are having fun, more drinks on her (she made me tip one of the male thong dancers by putting a single in his thong). At some point she goes to the bathroom. 10 minutes go by. 15. 20. Where the hell is she? Right now we are 3 straight me dancing together awkwardly in a gay bar waiting for her to get back. We start going around looking for her. I get lost from the other 2 guys and I’m freaking out a little. I’m a little drunk and have no idea how to get back to campus. Also I just met this girl tonight and didn’t have her number. I eventually catch up with the guys and we decide to leave. We get to this guy’s car and have to wait for him to sober up. Police are everywhere. 2 AM and I have to piss. BAD. We are near an alley way and I find a big dumpster to hide behind to pee. I get back to the car and these guys want to leave. I’m not sure if he’s sober but in my mind I have no other options. I get back to the fraternity house and go to her room to check if she made it back. She got lost and was even more drunk than when I last saw her like 90 minutes ago. I head back to my room and she follows me. We hang out on the couch and start making out. She is really cute, better than I could do if I was really trying. Here she is like a fish jumping into my boat. She wants to do more with me. I have been sobering up for 2 hours now and she is still way too drunk. I don’t want my name in the news. If someone walked in, it wouldn’t look good on me and everyone else in this house is a good friend with her. Whose side do you think they are going to take? I decided to end the interaction. I find out next week that she has slept with 10+ guys in the fraternity and it is not really a secret. I still think I dodged a bullet. She was still a lot of fun to party with that summer but I was not about to be #11 or #12 or whatever. I can’t really tell my friends the whole story.

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