I was supposed to meet up with my regular FWB at a hotel. He used to work there, so guys would just let us use any room that’s available and set to be cleaned anyways. He was late first and at some point said he has to cancel. Happens.
I was wearing quite a revealing black dress and a pair of heels, looking all dolled-up for him. Ordered myself a drink, chatted up the bartender (he’s cute as hell) and got another drink from some guy. He was ok, but boring as hell. Fortunately when he went to a bathroom another guy came over to have a chat. He was more than ok in my book, definitely two levels above the one that just left.