I was coming back from town after buying clothes and getting ready for the Electric Castle music festival in Romania. I was alone on a train, just a few minutes away from my stop, when I noticed a girl, around 21 years old, who got stuck at a door. I went over and helped unjam it.
She was beautiful, and after that, she approached me and asked, “Are you going to Electric Castle camping too?” I told her no, because I’d be getting off soon to go home. In that moment, something told me I should ask for her number.
I asked if she was there with a boyfriend, and she said no — like me, her plans had fallen apart and she ended up alone. I got her number and said I’d call her later. About three hours later, I called, but got a busy tone. Maybe that was the first red flag?
I live about 11 km from the festival, so I was already planning to visit. It was three days before the festival started, but I went to the nearby village. I texted her, and she replied on WhatsApp, saying we should talk there directly.
I kept searching for her, but she found me first. I asked if she wanted to stop somewhere to grab a drink or food, but she said no. Instead, I walked with her while we talked about life. Eventually, we sat on a bench and smoked together.
One thing I noticed: when she sat down, she placed her purse between us.
We stayed for about an hour, and I asked what she was doing the next day — the day before the festival opened. She said she’d sleep all day in her tent because she was tired. Maybe another red flag I ignored.
She asked if I had a car, and I told her I didn’t even have a driver’s license — she said she didn’t either, because she was afraid to learn. She asked about where I live and mentioned she had four small tattoos. She also said that on Friday she’d go see a friend perform at the festival for an hour, and that was it.
When I was about to go back to the camping area, I tried to hug her. She gave me a quick hug and turned her face away, like she didn’t want me to kiss her. Still, we agreed to meet again when the festival started.
The next day, I texted her around 9 PM, asking how she was. She never replied. That’s when I deleted her number — I just knew it was over.
When the festival began, it wasn’t too crowded yet. I saw her walking with a short guy. On the last day, I saw her again with another girl. But we never talked again.
So here’s my question: what did I do wrong? What could I have done better to avoid this? Things like this don’t happen every day — it felt like an opportunity, but maybe I messed it up somehow.
She was beautiful, and after that, she approached me and asked, “Are you going to Electric Castle camping too?” I told her no, because I’d be getting off soon to go home. In that moment, something told me I should ask for her number.
I asked if she was there with a boyfriend, and she said no — like me, her plans had fallen apart and she ended up alone. I got her number and said I’d call her later. About three hours later, I called, but got a busy tone. Maybe that was the first red flag?
I live about 11 km from the festival, so I was already planning to visit. It was three days before the festival started, but I went to the nearby village. I texted her, and she replied on WhatsApp, saying we should talk there directly.
I kept searching for her, but she found me first. I asked if she wanted to stop somewhere to grab a drink or food, but she said no. Instead, I walked with her while we talked about life. Eventually, we sat on a bench and smoked together.
One thing I noticed: when she sat down, she placed her purse between us.
We stayed for about an hour, and I asked what she was doing the next day — the day before the festival opened. She said she’d sleep all day in her tent because she was tired. Maybe another red flag I ignored.
She asked if I had a car, and I told her I didn’t even have a driver’s license — she said she didn’t either, because she was afraid to learn. She asked about where I live and mentioned she had four small tattoos. She also said that on Friday she’d go see a friend perform at the festival for an hour, and that was it.
When I was about to go back to the camping area, I tried to hug her. She gave me a quick hug and turned her face away, like she didn’t want me to kiss her. Still, we agreed to meet again when the festival started.
The next day, I texted her around 9 PM, asking how she was. She never replied. That’s when I deleted her number — I just knew it was over.
When the festival began, it wasn’t too crowded yet. I saw her walking with a short guy. On the last day, I saw her again with another girl. But we never talked again.
So here’s my question: what did I do wrong? What could I have done better to avoid this? Things like this don’t happen every day — it felt like an opportunity, but maybe I messed it up somehow.
