El Quandary the Matador
I am a bull and something is out to get me.
Recently I meet a girl. A very attractive girl that struck me instantly.
I would like to ask this girl on a date, but I got a little drunk. I felt it would be better not to humiliate myself by slurring my words, or saying the wrong thing, so I decided to wait until a later time to ask her for a date.
Now the matador comes to play.
I find out that my friend might also be attracted to this girl. Other friends tell me this is so, but we asked [indirectly] I got no response from him. This leads me to believe that he might be into her. So a couple of days pass and still nothing. I decide to call him and ask him out right, “Are you interested in her?”. He replies and tells me that he isn’t really sure, but that if I am interested I should go ahead and pursue it. Later that night I get a text from another friend who is in the ‘know’ about the whole situation telling me that he “really likes her”.
Well fuck shit satan.
Fuck shit satan is right, the matador has come out of his gate. To pursue or not to pursue, that is the question. The real killer is that I already started the game, now I potentially look like a fool when throwing in the towel before anything starts.
Oh women of the world, how you kill us slowly and light our hearts ablaze.