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So...tonight was interesting


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Quick little story to share.

I'm a college student and tonight at a campus event, I met a chick. We start talking and I end hanging out with her at this thing. There is one of those "bouncy" things (I don't know how else to describe it) and it's actually an inflatable twister board. Me being the child inside that I am, I agree to play it with her and some of her friends (having college chicks bending around me in shorts....good times). Now, here is where trouble/magic happens.

The chick I am talking to falls during the game, so she's out. She, being the bright person that she is, decides to bounce off. She lands on the side of her ankle, hits the concrete hard. The rest of us playing are just looking at each other thinking it's not a big deal. This chick is losing her mind. I'm thinking she's mangled and has a severe concussion. She gets carried into a near-by building by one of the event organizers. We all rush in to see what's up. She's losing her mind. Turns out...she has a scraped ankle and a deep bruise, POSSIBLY a bad sprain. Now, maybe it's because I'm a former football player and current PE major, but I am just face-palming at her overreaction. I end up looking at her ankle, cleaning it, wrapping an ace-bandage around a bag of ice on it, and calming her down. There happens to be a movie about to start in this building, so we watch. Now, the magic.

I end up driving her back to her dorm after the movie. I help her up to her room and make sure she is OK. I am about to leave, and after she thanks me, she pulls me in, kiss, and then we fug. And then I leave. Also, I ended up during all of this getting some of her friends' numbers as well.

TL;DR: I met a chick tonight, and after mending a rather stupid, simple wound, I get laid and due to my caring nature that I displayed, it appears that more will be heading my way. Be jealous.

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You don't maybe think this girl overexaturated her injury to get attention do you?

Naaahhh. Chicks don't do that kinda thing.

That's what I thought initially, but one of her friends told me she is just dramatic as hell anyway. Either way, it got me laid. I'll take it. The D.E.N.N.I.S system is in effect, boys.

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