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So another night out Friday. Memorable as always. Turns out Rich is dating this girl he met on New Year (hooray, Rich)! However, she's only split with her ex six weeks ago, and all her friends are close to her ex, so she doesn't want them to know she's dating him...
Uh-oh. *warning bells ring*
Well, it's his life...
Anyways, so. Decided I'd do the guy a favour, and keep her friends away from them both as much as possible (easily accomplished when I'm in full flow-just be a bit of a clown, get them all laughing, perform major feats with complicated drinks, dance with three people at once and, when all else fails, literally pick a girl up in each arm and carry them away from Rich and Clare to the dancefloor).
One or two minor incidents to note. Around 1am, when I was pretty far gone, I took a wander to the bar from the dancefloor and looked for Rich and Clare. Then I spot Clare, by herself in the crowd at the bar, with some prettyboy moving in on her. I look around desperately for Rich, can't see him, so decide I'll get in there myself.
As I insinuate myself in behind him, I can hear him start to chat her up, so I just start randomly talking to him. Whenever he goes to speak to her, I just talk over him suddenly about the music, or the club, or whatever. After a minute or so, and a lot of angry looks from said guy, he eventually decides to just ignore me completely and focus solely on her.
So I just grab his hips from behind, pull myself close and whisper in his ear that I'd like to buy him a drink. He snaps straight, and just stares at our reflection in the mirror behind the bar. He kinda tries to start talking to her again, but I'm just rubbing his back constantly, and he suddenly gives up and walks off as fast as his little legs will carry him.
"Great", I think (noticing the filthy horrible look she's giving me), then start looking around for Rich again. And I spot him. On the dancefloor, dancing with Clare. So who the hell this girl was that I'd just "saved", I have no idea!
*cringes at the memory*
Seems Simon has done it again. Remember he started dating Becky all of a sudden, despite knowing a mate fancied her, and even trying to set this other guy up with her? Well, Simon's got a record. He dates a constant stream of the most amazing girls you could ever hope to meet (I mean seriously, his taste is impeccable). And he's handsome, intelligent, funny...and can't keep a girl for more than around six weeks. Don't know why, don't know how, but he just can't.
Was pretty pissed off when he started dating Becky, to be honest. Not so worried now, after Friday. All I can remember of them that night was Simon vanishing for 1/2 hour, and Becky looking really pissed, or Becky vanishing for 20 minutes and me having to bloody tell Simon, as he never noticed, then go looking for her with him.
And she just walked out of Clwb Ifor Bach while he was dancing with some people, and he never even noticed until he was told. *rolls eyes*
Oh, talking about Ifor Bach, had some fun coming out of there. Early hours, when they kicked everyone out, there was just me, Rich, Clare and one of Clare's friends left. We were milling around outside, when some guy (in his thirties), randomly came up to the girls and said "Hey, ladies, we're having a party back at my place if you want to come".
I mean, come on! We were standing right next to them. So I turned to him and said something like "Naaah, you're alright, mate, I think we can take care of them. Thanks you, though". Couldn't believe it-he just turned to the girls and said "Do you know these wankers, or do you want me to get ridof them for you"
*jaw drops in disbelief*
I can't remember what I said to him then, but it was surprisingly calm, considering. Mostly something like "Look, mate, they're with us. nice try to you, and all, but leave it now, yeah?"
And then the son of a bitch whacked me in the face. Span me around, I turned back and...didn't beat holy shit out of him! Just glared at him and told him explicitly what I'd do to him if I could still see him in ten seconds. I think I'm getting soft in my old age.
Oh, and I decided. I'm moving in with Jeff. Gave my word. Kinda bound, now...