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.
Do not put too much thought or stock in this chick. Go date other women.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
" and going to talk to someone else. She is too flighty as much as I enjoyed our hour or so together. #fackMmmm idk = no.Pretty much FUBAR right now. She had a great time yesterday and probably appreciated the help with her assignment but as soon as I invited her for a movie at my place yesterday, I started hitting walls. "MMMmm idk" kept coming up.. In the past, she kept giving me "idk" when I tried for weeks to meet (if I remember rightly) so I kept trying. Then I invited her out downtown and that also hit the "Mmmm idk" once it came time for her to agree/disagree, so she clearly wasn't interested even though I misinterpreted "Nope never been lol" as a request to invite her to join me.
Just responded with "Aiight
Agreed.
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.