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TIFU by accidentally trying to come onto my aunt.

This is my first time posting here so, sorry if I fuck up the formatting too,

I don't remember the exact date but it was either the summer of 2016 or 2017(i was around 14-15 at the time)

Anyways, it was summertime my parents were organizing a trip to the west side of the country (i live in turkey) and this trip included staying with my cousins for 2-3 days, I was really disinterested in the original destination of the trip so I asked my parents if I could stay at my cousin's.

(the cousins were from my mother's side)

they were staying at a military housing(i couldn't find the exact English definition of this but basically my mother's brother-in-law used to be a flight conductor in the army so their whole family was staying at a huge complex provided by the army, in Turkish we call it: Lojman)

Anyways we get to my cousin's city and they accepted my proposal so I got to stay with my cousins for 2 weeks.

So in the meantime, I hang out w my brother and he introduces me to his friends in the complex, whom amongst were some girls,.I was really easygoing at the time and hit off well with his friends and the girls in the group, after a day or two we began to hang out collectively and started playing games like truth or dare, which we used to flirt with each other in a very dorky way.

I had a little crush towards one of the girls,(let's call her Da) in the group, and one night, it was really late and we were playing truth or dare, we were using a bottle to play and finally, I got matched up with her, she said dare.

I thought for a while and then asked for her number, she gave it to me and told me to ring it so that she could have my number as well, I did and figured that I would register her name to the phone later when I get back to my cousins home,

So we continued playing, and 10-15 mins later a number that I didn't know called me, as soon as a answered it, the person who was calling me started going ballistic saying ''where are you its really late, I'm not your mom!! get back home now!!!'', it was my aunt and because we weren't really close I never bothered to register here on my phone, and even after the call I really didn't give a shit to register her.

So I get back to my cousins home, my aunt starts going apeshit telling me they have waited for us so they could sleep and all that fuss, I crawl up in my bed and decide to text the girl, I open up my calls and register the last unknown number as her,'' Da''.

I message ''her'' on Whatsapp, we talk a little but she acts weird, even when I call her ''Da'' she just sends me laughing emojis, we talked a bit, mostly me trying to come onto her and ''Her'' being a sarcastic jerk, after a while she told me she is coming to my room which I responded by ''you what?''

my aunt came to the room opened the lights and burst out such a laugh that everybody woke up. I had accidentally registered my aunt as ''Da'' instead of the real ''Da'' and my aunt prob understood it because she went along with it the whole fucking time, the cheesy pickup shit that I wrote to her still cringes me out from time to time. The next day the whole family knew and it was really weird.

tl;dr: a girl gave me her number but instead of registering her number as her, I registered my aunt's number as her.

edit:Grammar

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