Saturday night was such a great night for me. It's a long story, so I'll put it behind a cut for those not interested.
Me and my best friend here (S), and a nurse who works in women and childrens' hospital (Z), went out. We met up with a guy who works on our floor (N) and two of his friends. So we were at the club, having a great time and drinking. Now both of N's friends have told him they kind of liked me, but one of them hooked up really quick with Z. And the other of his friends was just hanging out at the sports bar refusing to dance with us. So we were all dancing and having a crazy time when I saw Z talking to a girl that was with two guys dancing near us. Then Z tells me one of the guys wants to buy me a drink. Now, this has happened to me before and usually I either say no or I let them buy me a drink and then blow them off. Plus I was already pretty buzzed and I was the one in charge of driving home so I was supposed to just drink a little so it would wear off enough for me to get us home later. But I look over at them, and said, "Which one?" Z tells me which one, and I just looked at him and something said yes. So the next thing I know he is introducing himself (C) and buying me a drink. Then I was dancing with him and the girl and guy he was with (turned out to be his brother and sister in law). They all seemed really familiar to me, and they are closer to my age, and we were just all "clicking". We did some shots together, we were just having a blast. I look over and S is making out with N (they have a weird, on again off again relationship) and Z is making out with one of N's friends (the other took off somewhere). C and his brother and sister in law asked if I wanted to come back to his house. They said all my friends could come too, or they would take me home later. I look at S, and she turns to me and says, "D, give me your car key. When I sober up, I'll take us all home. You go with this guy and get yours. When you're done if they won't take you home call me and I'll come get you."
So, anyway, I went home with these people. It was so weird though, because, here is this guy and everything was just "fitting". Then we did some yager bombs and then we, umm, smoked. Not cigarettes. Well, technically, I did not smoke it. I just shotgunned it off C. This isn't the first time I've tried it, but wow. Yeah.
I spent the night with C. It. Was. Awesome. We did use protection. He said and did all the right things. And in the morning, when I was ready, he took me back to S's house. He asked for my number and I gave it to him. I really hope he calls me and we get together again. I liked him so much. I'm trying not to get my hopes up and just tell myself that if he doesn't call, well, then at least I had a good night for once and that's all it was meant to be. But I had this feeling when I was with them, you know I'm usually kind of reserved when I first meet people (even when I'm drunk), but I wasn't shy at all and just totally comfortable. So I want to feel like I was meant to meet this guy and we're going to get along and have a good time together.
Oh, yeah! He just called! Woohoo!!