You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
No.Danny said:
Yep. But I'd like to know what to do and how to act so I can still give her a chance to get with me.GS750 said:
Thanks, that's what I'm looking for. I remember now I forgot to smile And I actually have a couples of sisters so she better give me that number lolGettinMyMindRight said:Did you smile at her? Say hello?
Walk up like a thug and say:
"You better gimme your number - otherwise I'm gonna have my sister beat yo @$$!"
