Failed LR - Worse Date Of My Life This was one of my high probability leads from deep fake 2.0. 1 month in the making. We match on Tinder and she responds back super late at one point and soft closes me. Move her to text & I’m fucked with logistics since I was in Phoenix for 2 weeks for bartending school & wasn’t going to be back in town until after I finish, which I communicate to her This girl was super down to meet. She even says “I’m actually excited to meet you!” over text. I did all the texting on my own. Few texts from Pabs but everything sort of a blend of what I learned from living with Alex in Miami. I got her hooked on my voice notes & she even starts calling me Casanova at one point because she can’t get over how “charming” I am. She calls me one night out of the blue saying she was at a bar & a guy hit on her & ended up following her on her way out leaving that bar & wanted to talk to me to feel more comfortable/safe. Not sure if she was trying to imply pre-selection or make me jealous but she tells me this on the phone She’s definitely intrigued. A lot of this is from the weight of the profile. She wants to hear the music I’ve been working on, wants to do my Astrological naval chart, & wonders why I was still single. This girl would call me almost everyday or wants to talk with me in some capacity. At one point she calls & I text back & she said she wanted to Tried FaceTiming me several times & finally I catch her on FaceTime. I personally hate FaceTiming. The girl is usually doing a bunch of shit & rarely is sitting down & talking when I do. My second FaceTime I was probably a bit over gamey. I remember her calling me a “fuck boy” & that I was coming across as “cocky” even though I don’t think she could necessarily take my humor. I was trolling her & being sarcastic a bit. I forget that people don’t know you like you know yourself when you’re first talking to them but then I always feel like I’m coming across platonic. It’s overwhelming I get back home & she attempts to invite me out for a drink on her birthday. I decline & turn it around so we can get together & split that bottle of wine which she complies. I go outside to meet her & greet her with a hug. I can’t quite remember but she’s quiet as we walk up to my house. I'm not sure if she caught on to the physical discrepencies, I thought it'd be fine since we FaceTimed. I ask her some stuff like where she came from, what hood she stays in, & how’s her day been. She doesn’t really ask me back though. I start to sort of get in my head if she thinks I look different. She comes in & I pour us the wine. She sits down at the dinner table, I tell her to come with me & lead her to my room. I think this is where I fucked up but I did this cause the distance from the living room couch to my room is so damn far. She’s super ancy. She would sit next to me & then stand up & walk around my room, & then sit on the other side of the bed. It was like she kept moving positions around my room. It's almost like she was trying to run away from me in my room almost. I call her out on this & she says that she wants to see the rest of my house. I give her a tour & she doesn’t believe I’m the only one living there. I told her my sister is visiting & stays in one of the rooms there. Maybe she thought I was R-Kelly running a sex cult dungeon of women. No idea. She sits on my couch & we get into a frame battle sort of since she wants to sit there but I’m trying to bring her back to my room. She frames me as someone who always “gets his way” & at one point says I’m “aggressive” I re-frame that playfully by saying I feel she’s only use to being around shy timid guys. I tried, guys. My game ain’t smooth as butter but I tried. Anytime I sort of go to rub her thigh she pushes it away. She also is super hard to talk to. I try to build investment by asking her something simple as if she’s from there originally & she says that’s a basic question. I think she was being passive aggressive. I was like “would you prefer if I asked you a deep one instead” (re-frame) or some shit. She was being weird about answering that sole question alone. I feel like she was like "This guy just wants to hook up with me, so I'm going to fuck with him, test him & make it even more hard for him" But it doesn't make sense because of all of the texting that lead up to the meet (screenshots below) At one point she fully says she thinks I’m full of shit, but can’t quite wrap her mind around it. I have no idea where this came from. Was this a call out to the deep fake? No idea At one point she says she wants to learn some piano. This was all over the place guys. I take her to the piano room at one point & play her “see you again” by Charlie puth. She says something about how I’m gonna lock her up in there or some bs jokingly when I try to lead her in & I was like “what are you talking about” I told Hugo about this with another girl I had over a long time ago. I feel like girls are surprised I live in such a big house alone. I come in close to her on several occasions as an attempt to hold eye contact but don’t go in for the make out & just hold the tension. She even says shit about my room having the ambiance with the wine, the candles, the music. I was like “Is that so wrong” I think she caught on I wanted to bang & she wasn’t about it. I didn’t sexualize over text, so I guess that’s where I fucked up too. It was impossible to make my way back up to it She goes to the restroom at one point. Pretty sure she texted a friend to call her. She comes to the room then checks her phone & gets a call & is talking to someone who it sounds like a legit call. She says that her friend something something & asks if she can call her an Uber. She then walks out of my room & I hear her get her stuff & walk out the door. I was like "what?" I walk out like an idiot & im like “yo you’re leaving?” & then she’s like “I have to go get her” & I was like “are you coming back?” Lol & she was like “maybe another day” Had I not caught on & walked out as she left she wouldn't have even said bye or peace. All in all she stayed about an hour or so I'd say. Dumbfounded