Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Very discreetly.
So could I just invite the friend out, isolate and escalate?
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
This is actually exactly what I’ve been doing lol. Maybe that’s why my gut is telling me I should really make a move on the friend. Funny you mention that because I know for a fact that they’ve been talking about me
The girl you fvcked already, How casual is that relationship? How cool are you with her? If you want to get really ballsy, You can go for the homerun (Threesome). Invite them both out together for drinks with you, Chill out with them for a bit and get some sexual humor convo going, then let them know in the smoothest way possible "I'm attracted to the both of you, Both are very fvcking sexy. Let's go hang out at my place" (Or wherever you're staying) This is if you really don't care but the best that could happen is that they look at each other and say "um... Ok!"
Just wait...one day you all will be somewhere and when your girl leaves the room she will slip you her number or tell you how she wants to fvck you, etc etc...
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
You Are aware that a group of female friends talk and share guys they’ve been banging secrets are you not?
They might willingly pass him around.
That would depend on how highly he’s valued within their group and setting up competition anxiety…
We’re fvck buddies at this point, the first girl. And I’m cool with the second. I feel like I can fvck her without really having to build comfort or anything like that honestly, my Spider Sense is just really tingling for some reason.
Tbh I was hoping I could fvck both
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
I would not mind that at all
Horrible advice. Don't do this.
It's worked for me. But okay.
Highly doubt you could **** both and they both be cool with it.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
