Grind(ing)

I finish training and I consider calling it a night.
I'm tired and the hum drum of texting girls back and forth has already grinded me a bit.

I put on my big boy pants, head to my buddy's place, and I get ready.
I can bullshit, make excuses, go home and eat and make excuses or I can hunt for opportunities.
You want to eat meat, you better hunt.

I see a very, very pretty girl and she reminds me of my ex.
I tell my buddy  to follow me and I post up next to her friend.
She fidgets with her hair and though you can never tell if they just want some guy, some person to flirt with them or if she wants it to be you, I tell myself "it's all practice anyway" so......
They're wearing ******* so I open with some meaningless question.
She's smiling and she's not American.
Always a good sign for your humble narrator.
We chit chat and she's hard to read because she's not wasted. I don't kick my normal game but I do get introduced to the friend who I actually want in the event that another time we cross paths I will then know her name and find a way to pick her off from the pack.

I suggest to the friend we do something sometime and she seems surprised. Again, I don't know if it's a cultural misfire or if it's the language barrier but she takes my number and gives me hers.
She goes off to se her friends and I'm not doing much to continue the conversation.

I see this exceedingly cute young, fresh-faced girl and I open her by extending my hand and asking her name. Her friend is the not hot friend and pulls her away, c'est la vie.
If I see her again I'll go in for round two.
You can tell the friend is never the one a guy approaches. If she wasn't such a quick trigger my buddy would have talked to her, but that's why she comes from a place of discontent.
I attempt to make plans with the pretty girl I've met out several times but she plays coquettish and I don't respond until this morning.
We make plans for Friday....I've stood my ground, made her slightly jealous with other girls and not bitten the bait when other guys hover around her. It's time to press and go for gusto.
I shoot from the hip and suggest we do something Friday and she says yes.

I have my date tonight with a girl I met last week.
Tomorrow plans with the girl I really want.
Texting with the girl I met on V-Day but I sincerely doubt that will lead to anything.
Waiting a few days to make plans with the not American girl I met. If nothing else, I'm sure one of her like-origin-ed friends will be game, I just have to get them out and about and the rest will take care of itself.