Hi guys, first field report.
feedback n comments much appreciated, thanks in advance.
So, i was on my usual 14 hour flight from manchester to malaysia on my way home for christmas holidays.
This blonde HB7 was giving me much eye contact from across the aisle a row back. held eye contact, smiled & then got served food. fantastic. especially considering i was hungry; both for food & for blondes.
food was surprisingly good (yes, i was that hungry), so i forgot bout her for awhile. stood up to go use the toilet at the rear of the plane, and guess who was stood right there?
hahaha.
anyways, opened HB7 with: "hi, u look like you need to pee. so do i. lets be friends." (yeah go ahead n laugh, i am a very funny dude anyways. haha)
luckily, like most of you guys, she found it hilarious & laughed too. man she had great teeth. and i told her. by using Style's U-shaped vs C-shaped routine.
after that, i fluffed for awhile, found out she's going on holiday to thailand frm malaysia (why leave malaysia? geez.) and that she's from manchester. she was 22. i'm 18. punching above my weight, i was. it felt sexy.
to the IOIs + negs.
1. She asked me what my name is, I negged her by saying i couldnt tell her, i only just met her.
2. She told me hers, i said i liked it, i approve.
3. played the 5 questions lie game (created by Style) with her, she loved it and smacked me on the arm. didnt neg.
4. asked me something else, told her she asks many questions. then held my eye contact for what seemed like forever. (i had a boner, thats probably why.)
At this point, i couldnt believe it: I, the Malaysian AFC, had opened, DHVed & gotten enough IOIs for a kiss-close. first time ever. holy sh*t!!!
i felt the spirit of Mystery flowing through me, as the imaginary gears shifted n thudded down in my head, and went for the Mystery Kiss-close.
However, disaster struck.
Just as i had her hand in mine, and was about to speak the magic words of the great magician Mystery, the flight attendant tapped my shoulder. i turned my head slowly, completely confounded as to what the F**K he could possible be doing, distracting me in this crucial stage of my game.
as my eyes locked with his, and my fiery gaze threatened to burn his soul, he said the most horrific words ever uttered in the history of air travel:
"Sir, could you please return to your seat, the seatbelt sign is on."
boys, i assure you, that flight was in greater peril than just f*cking turbulence.
on top of that, i needed to pee. badly.
Your Malaysian AFC,
Shane
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