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 don’t need to get your panties in a bunch.
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.
No my replies give me validation that I handled it the way I wanted. Nothing more, nothing less.
Youre typically a good poster as well. No ill will here either.
And the essence of it all is right here. Always be the gentleman. Being a gentleman doesn't mean being a *****. It means that you walk on 2 legs and not 4. It is the "good guy" eluded to in the book of pook. Think James Bond.