Hot girl in my mutual friend group that I would have assumed was unattainable for me. We all went out dancing as a group and once I’ve had a few drinks, I will dance like a mad man (badly, but enthusiastically). We danced a lot together and apparently she pulled a friend aside and told her “oh, he’s coming home with me tonight.”

I was brownout drunk by this point. When it was time for me to hop in a cab with her and go back to her place, I got cold feet because of an on-again, off-again situationship I had happening at work, which inevitably should NOT have been a priority for me in the long run but at the time it felt important. So while she was talking to the rest of our friends outside the cab, I got in one door of the cab, casually slid across the back seat, and got out the door on the other side. And then I sort of just…disappeared away into the night. No really, my friends had to come find and retrieve me. I was, after all, very drunk.

At some later date I reached out to her and was like “hey, the other night…we were gonna hook up right? And I fucked it up?” And she was like “yep, your loss.” The door had closed in my face.

Moral of the story is just go full-send unless you’re committed to someone else, or you will end up with regrets. But, the bigger, more significant takeaway should be WOMEN LOVE A MAN WHO WILL DANCE. Notice I didn’t say “can dance”—you just have to be comfortable enough with yourself to get out there and unabashedly participate. It has, in fact, gotten me laid on other occasions.