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Bars are places where people make excuses and do things they don’t normally do. It’s not like you don’t know what you’re doing when you’re drunk, you just don’t care as much. I was asked to drop by a bar one time by a girl I met in a chatroom. She was organizing some get-together for her friends and she wanted me to be there. Once I got to the entrance, she immediately recognized me and dragged me inside.

After a few beers, I figured from the way she was leaning on me that she wouldn’t mind if I placed my hand on her lap. She responded by placing her hand on mine. Well after that, one thing led to another, and some of her friends apparrently noticed we were discreetly touching each other in places friends normally wouldn’t be allowed to.

One of her friends then decided to do something. I guess he knew where the little situation was going to lead to and decided to stop it. He probably had a thing for the girl, he offerred to get me messagges at the back of the bar, more beers, food, and apparrently, he annoyed the girl so much that she decided to take me outside and talk about what we should do next.

We left her friends at the bar, she asked me how I knew she wouldn’t mind that we spend the night together, I couldn’t answer her. She talked about her work, asked about what I did, and talked about her future plans. I didn’t really know what to do at that point.