I started talking to a girl on Tinder. Let's call her red. We chitchat, it goes dead. I re engage about a month later, get her number and we text for a few days. Day 2 or 3 (texting) results in some nudes, phone sex and plans to sex each other.
I didn't text the day before our plans, nor did she (I always text first). The day of, I shot her a text.. while drunk. It went like this:
Me: Hey, chick.
Her: Hey, how are you?
Me: Just got out of the shower, trying to find a place in town that'll cash this check
Her: That sounds bothersome.
Me: Yeah, it's been a great day. I overslept by almost six hours cause my phone suuuucks. How are you?
Heramn. Six hours is a lot. I've been better honestly, got some pretty shitty news today, but I'm cool.
Me: You sure?
Her:Not really. I don't know how to put this in a nonchalant way. A close friend took his life three days ago. Probably shortly after he called me and I didn't answer because I was busy. His uncle found him today in the floor of his room. He moved away about a year ago, so when he called I assumed he was just wanting to check in on me. But now I think he called me for help. You don't have to respond.
Me:That's too real. I can't ignore that, lol. Were you still wanting to hang out?
Her:I'm going to say no, because I don't think I'd even be able to get turned on right now. I know you said you'd be pissed if I flaked. I don't want to take the chance of being weird. No one likes the to be around the girl that cries at random. I am sorry. My life is all about bad timing.
Meo i send an angry text now? I don't know the protocol here
Her:I don't either. I am just incredibly pissed off at everything right now. Three years three friends. Fuck.
Me :If you wanna call and talk, I'll listen. No homo.
Her:Jacobs sister is over here now. I may call later. I don't mean to sound like a cold bitch, but I can only wonder/assume why you are interested is only for means to an end you'd prefer with me?
Me: That's sick. That's only part of it. (Drunk)
Her: I see.
Me: (AFC style) i'm just being a dick. But death is a legitimate reason to grieve, just figured I'd offer to listen. No homo.
Me: (after 30 mins of dead air) I'm kinda drunk, sooo
Yeah, it's pretty brutal. I'm an idiot when I'm drunk. I'm wondering if I should do some damage control, apologize maybe? or Freeze her out/give her space.
I've never posted for advice before, but I actually kinda like this one. Thanks in advance.