I was in Alphen aan den Rijn in a bar with friends a couple of years ago, it was my last night in the Nederlands and my plane was the next morning, so it was a kinda goodbye party, nothing special, a couple of beers. I was ready to leave and this girl hits me up out of nowhere and we chatted for a minute or so and i told her i would love to continue talking to her but the cab was waiting for me outside of the pub. I went back at the hotel because it was kinda late and i REALLY needed to get some sleep before the flight tomorrow morning (i cannot fall sleep on an airplane). I went back home and felt bad that i didn't have time to talk to her. Moral of the story: we love it when we don't need to start the conversation.
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