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tifu by telling someone I'm not willing to hear them sing twice

disclaimer: this didn't happen today but recently

disclaimer 2: I'm a bit socially awkward and in some situations I just don't know what to say and usually make a fool of myself

A few months ago I started going to this social meet up/club just to meet new people and such.
People there are nice and I actually get chatting with one woman about singing. Let's call her Anny. Singing is basically my #1 hobby and same for her.

So, anyway we talk about singing that time, and the next time, and the next time after that. At some point Anny tells me that she's in a pop choir and invites me to attend their concert.

I say yes, as I'm genuinely curious to hear her sing, also I hadn't heard a pop choir before that and I like to check out performing musicians when I can.

The week of the concert rolls around and I meet her at the club again. This time Anny tells me about the other choir she's also a part of and invites me to attend that performance too, which just so happens to be the day before the original one.

Now, I've been dealing with some stuff and suffice it to say that I'm a poor student, so I wasn't expecting to pay a ton on tickets. But then I go to buy my tickets on their website and I'm looking at paying 15$ for each concert, plus I'm probably going to be expected to come along for drinks after as well. And this is just too much for me, as I'd already had a bunch of extra expenses that month.

So, I probably should have just told her that I can't make it and left it at that. But I'd already agreed to attend, so I felt like I had to go. It's at this time that an idea comes to me! I can probably afford to go to one of the concerts but probably not both. So I'll just go to one! Problem solved, right?

Anyway, I tell her that I can come to the one she originally invited me to. And of course she asks me why I can't attend the other one. I panic and have no idea what to say. For some reason, when I don't know what to do in a social situation my brain defaults to just telling the truth and tbf it usually works out okay.

Well, not this time! I basically tell her that it's just a little too much money to spend in a week and I would love to come if it was less. Making myself look like an ass in the process. She quickly assures me (obviously a bit weirded out) that it's no problem, she didn't expect me to show up at any rate!

The concert comes around and it seems that all has been forgotten, I take my place and enjoy the show. As I expected everyone's going for drinks after (including a few people from the social club), so I tag along. I only have one drink but I'm getting along with everyone so I stick around. I apologize for not coming to the other concert and I thought that was it but any time I try to talk to Anny that evening she gives me the stink eye and the conversations I manage are rather few and far in between. And I haven't seen her at the social meet ups since.

And honestly, I guess I can't fault her for it as I basically told her that didn't want to pay for hearing her twice and this is definitely a conversation that will come back to me in quiet times throughout my life. TIFU

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Thanks for reading! I hope it wasn't too hard to follow, my writing sucks!

TL;DR I told someone that I can't afford to attend more than one of their performances due to money reasons who then proceeded to avoid me.

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