Age: 26
Hair: Chestnut Brown
Height: 5’4ish
Method: Targeted
Advancement: Drinks
While most people go to stores at 4am after their turkey induced comas, I hit the mall around mid-day. The flurry of shoppers peter out early and you are left with a reasonable amount of foot traffic. I found parking immediately, and a great spot too. While shopping for cheap DVDs for a couple of people, I worked up some small talk with a girl at the counter who looked like she was exhausted. She mentioned needing a drink, having been there since 2 AM. Now this was at like 11 o’clock in the morning, so she immediately tried to cover it up.
Not that I actually would, I just could use one.
I told her it’s not nearly as depressing when she’s with someone. I had some shopping to do, and she wasn’t getting off for at least an hour, so I told her I’d meet her at Chili’s if she wanted to get a drink without feeling like an alcoholic. I even clarified that it was to remain strictly platonic. It was purely in interest of an excuse for a mid-day drink.
And I actually kept my word, at least for a little while. We talked a little bit, awkwardly. We had a few beers, and I asked her out, to which she shot me down. Now, I’ve been shot down plenty of times in this experiment, so I’ve learned to let it just roll off of me. I thanked her for the company and walked back to my car with my loot.
