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TIFU by picking up someone I met online

This actually happened several years ago. I met someone local on skout (app that I’m not even sure if it still exists). We exchanged pictures and I decided to pick her up later in the day in some shady part of town.

When I show up, she hops into my car with another dude and asks if I can help them with something before he leaves. I could have asked them to leave but I was young and desperate. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t shitting my pants by now.

I took them to their friends place which happened to be less than a block away from where I lived. My heart rate kept pumping as they kept navigating me back to where I lived. Once we were there, I was dreading if someone I know will notice me and expose my identity. I eavesdropped them talk about money with the person who lived there but the people I drove were not getting their way. At this point, I evaluated my life choices that brought me to that moment and told them I got to go and just left.

She called me later that night to this time only pick her up from another shady part of town. She even offered to do the dirty if I let her stay the night. Lucky me, I just had post nut clarity and rejected the offer. I never spoke to them and they never tried to call me after that night.

I never shared this embarrassing moment with anyone until now. I just kept thinking about all the dumb stuff I did when I was younger and I decided to share this moment here.

TLDR: Thought I found a date/fling on some random app. Turns out, she showed up with another guy and I still chauffeured them around town in my desperate attempt to get laid.

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