| For this past August long weekend I went and stayed at my buddy's cottage on Lake Champlain in Vermont with some friends. There were two girls there that I hadn't met before as they were from another city, and I thought I'd give my rusty game another go.
I talked to them a little the first night but didn't get very far. We all got really hammered and I stumbled around and stole their coolers, and they thought that was cute. I got their names, Julie (HB8) and Sammy (HB7). My buddy who owned the cottage was interested in Sammy, and my other friend who came was interested in Julie and hooked up with her that night. The second day and night we talked a little more every once in a while and hung out. My game was very rusty as I have been falling out of it for a few months now.
The second night they got really drunk but I didn't. I was way too mellow to play BOOM! (drinking game) so I was playing guitar by the fire all night before I went to bed. When they went back to their tent, though, all the other guys got me up and told me to go into the girls tent. I told them I was coming in and they got all excited and were like "OH ASHTON KUTCHER COME IN OUR TENT!" (My name is close to Ashton).
I went in their tent and cuddled for a few hours. I don't care how lame that sounds to you guys who get laid regularly, but I love cuddling and for me that is a fuck of a lot better than not doing anything. We didn't hook up, but Julie and I were pretty close for a while.
Then one of the other guys who drank way too much started stumbling around like a zombie and puking everywhere, so Julie got up and helped him, and Sammy was passed out, so eventually I went back to my tent and fell asleep.
The third night nobody got drunk. We all sat around the fire and talked and shit for hours until like 3 AM. There were about five of us awake when we decided to go to bed, and the girls had already gone into their tent, so we threw apples at their tent to scare them. Then one of the girls came out and said "Come cuddle with us Ashton!"
So I did. This time I got the middle, so it was a great set up and I was pretty stoked for the night (I actually thought something might happen). But then the other six people who were outside came in the tent. My buddy who hooked up with Julie said "Fuck you!" and fell right on me on purpose and rolled between me and Julie. Then my friend who owned the cottage came in and cuddled with Sammy. Suddenly I found myself stuck in the middle of two couples with absolutely no room. I went from Hugh Hefner to an AFC in about 20 seconds.
Eventually I realized all hope was lost, so I left and went back to my tent. The girls told me not to go and said "Ashton should stay, he was the original!" But I left anyways. In the morning they told me that everyone else left right after I did and that I should have come back and cuddled with them.
So I didn't hook up with them at all, and I got cockblocked, to say the least. They told me the first night we cuddled that they didn't want to hook up with the other two guys so I wasn't too worried about that.
What could I have done differently / what would you have done differently?
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