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“A conundrum wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a riddle" was the best way to describe your relationship with Brittnee. She appeared to enjoy your company, but you were reluctant to move the relationship passed a "platonic friendship" (benefits purchased separately).
She called you around 10:00 PM on New Year's Eve and wanted to know your plans, which consisted of watching the ball drop on television and then the "Twilight Zone" marathon. She planned on going to church and then coming home to reflex on her life and what she wanted in the New Year.
Nevertheless, around 1:17 AM, you get a phone call from Brittnee and she's home from church and wants some company. You debate on whether you should go over to her place since she's only 3 blocks away considering you know nothing is going to happen, but you go anyway.
After scanning the dial for something to watch, Brittnee wants to know if you think you could sleep with a woman without getting emotionally involved?
She called you around 10:00 PM on New Year's Eve and wanted to know your plans, which consisted of watching the ball drop on television and then the "Twilight Zone" marathon. She planned on going to church and then coming home to reflex on her life and what she wanted in the New Year.
Nevertheless, around 1:17 AM, you get a phone call from Brittnee and she's home from church and wants some company. You debate on whether you should go over to her place since she's only 3 blocks away considering you know nothing is going to happen, but you go anyway.
After scanning the dial for something to watch, Brittnee wants to know if you think you could sleep with a woman without getting emotionally involved?
When you tell her that you're going to the movies and specifically let her know that she can dress casual.
And she shows up wearing this.
And she shows up wearing this.
A month later she tells you how she's never been to a Broadway play.
You told her that you weren't looking for anything serious, Well, that's what you said before you slept with her.
You remember when you met Lana last summer and you noticed that she had on a "Scottie Pippen" jersey and because you like the Detroit Piston you told her that Pippen sucks. She laughed it off and that's how your friendship started.
She seemed to know more about basketball than you realized and you figured for fun you would challenge her to a shooting contest. Whoever made more free throws out of 10 shots would be the winner and stupid you didn't realize that she played basketball in College and she ended up beating you by making 8 out of 10 shots.
The bet was that if you won she would treat you to dinner and she agreed, but if you lost you had to do what she requested (you were thinking you got this). Upon losing the bet you returned back to her apartment and all you remember was her saying:
"Hmmm, Pippen sucks huh, well now you suck."
She seemed to know more about basketball than you realized and you figured for fun you would challenge her to a shooting contest. Whoever made more free throws out of 10 shots would be the winner and stupid you didn't realize that she played basketball in College and she ended up beating you by making 8 out of 10 shots.
The bet was that if you won she would treat you to dinner and she agreed, but if you lost you had to do what she requested (you were thinking you got this). Upon losing the bet you returned back to her apartment and all you remember was her saying:
"Hmmm, Pippen sucks huh, well now you suck."
You "lucked up" when you realize that this is how she looks when she's not "dolled up."
