
LillyPetal
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Posted by LillyPetalWow, wtf.
THIS IS ONE OF THOSE MOMENTS I want to implode on myself. So I'm sitting on my laptop, and the Russain swaggers over to me and says, "Hi, LillyPetal!" "Oh, hey, Russain. How are you?" "Everything's good. You?" "I'm well, thank you." "What are you up to? Watching porn?" I could feel my jaw drop open as I couldn't believe he said that. The other guy sitting at my table looked up and asked the Russain, "Do you think a girl like her would be watching porn? I mean, she's still a virgin; it's highly unlikely." I'm speechless. "I-I can't believe you said that." I was completely caught off guard. "Come on. There's no point in denying that you are one." I just stared before I do that thing where I look at my sleeves of my sweater and twist them. I could feel my face burning, and when I'm upset, I don't make eye contact, but I could feel the Russain staring at me. The Russain looked like he regretted it as he didn't count on another guy jumping in like the guy did. He sounded stern, "I'm only joking. No, man. It's a joke." He then looked at me and said quietly, "I'll see you later."
I was reminded, yet again, why I avoid people.

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BACKSTORY: there is this Russian guy in my technical writing class. I had seen him constantly around campus because we works at the campus gym. He is always surrounded by girls, and I avoid guys like that. The first time we spoke was well into the semester. It started when he told me he likes my voice when I read aloud in class. "You sound like you're on TV." He's majoring in criminal justice, and he and I have gotten into an argument about police brutality. He basically brushed me off stating that I should do more research instead of just believing what's protrayed on the media. His attitude both intrigued me and irritated me. I'M the one who wins or ends discussions.
Russian enjoys bothering me. He pulls the pompom on my beanie, pokes the back of my neck, calls me a nerd (but brags to others that I'm smart), and basically trolls me by saying things to get under my skin and then leaning back and watching me react. We accidentally had lunch togther once - I say accidentally because we didn't plan to do it. He helped my heat up my pizza in the microwave because I had never used one before (he didn't let me live that down.) He watched as I picked apart the crust (I hate pizza crust.) He retrieved napkins for me and did it so proudly I thought it was endearing - like he was retraining from a hunt. Annoyingly, people kept coming up to our table and disrupting us, pulling up chairs, soliciting for their clubs, making stupid comments. May one point, a guy I know sat to talk to me ignoring Russian. I could tell he was as irritated with the disruptions as I was. "EXCUSE me. Can't you see we are tying to have a DATE. Leave us alone, please." The intruders turned to look at me, and with wide eyes I just shook my head 'no' with pizza in my mouth (in hindsight, I wish I wasn't such a chicken and actually played along.)
Description: Tall, high cheek bones, very fit, accent, sharp dressed, owns a motorcycle, alpha presence, asianic features because he's from Mongolia, rolls his R's.
He gave up after awhile and got up to leave, mouthing "see you." I was screaming in my head. There are very few people I enjoy the company of, and I only knew I wasn't to share his a little longer. END OF BACKSTORY.