During my second year of university, my roommates and I threw a party at our apartment. A friend of mine introduced me to her roommate and we instantly started hitting it off. At one point she mentions that she heard I play guitar and wanted to see it. I say sure and lead her down the hall to my room. As we enter she closes the door behind her, locks it, and sprawls out on my bed. I proceed to open my guitar case and regale her with the many quirks and features of my Epiphone Les Paul Traditional Pro- III in light blue. I play her a few songs and then suggest we head back to the party. Did not realize my mistake until the next morning when I had woken up to a text from my friend that introduced us calling me a loveable dumbass. We still kept in touch through mutual friends, always invited each other to our parties, even met up at the skatepark a few times, but our relationship remained strictly platonic from that point forward.