boy do I have a fuckin story for y’all... this girl didn’t tell me she was a whole ass satanist https://twitter.com/NateIsBack2/status/1381610076054679552

okay so I gotta start from the beginning for it to make sense because honestly I should’ve known some shit was off from the jump.

I met this girl at Cumberland Mall. We gon call her Lucy to hide her identity because I know she probably gon see this.

I was with a few of my homeboys in the food court and she walked up to me. Now I don’t think I’m UGLY but this girl was a solid 9. 9’s never approach first.

anywho, she walk up to me and her vibe was hella smooth. cute, funny, she fuck with anime (because I was still a anime nigga at the time), and she was smart too. She was in school studying nursing at emory. Plus she had good convo. This all should’ve been red flags.

we exchange numbers or whatever. I texted her that same night and we talked for like 3 days straight.

You know those convos where you on the phone talking to somebody you like and you so caught up in the convo you forget you walking on the roof? Yea we was like that.

But anyway lets get to the actual part yall came to hear about. We decide to link up & go get some food downtown. I was a broke college student but I still wanted to introduce her to some fine dining tho. so I suggested the finest restaurant a nigga could think of. Olive Garden.

She laughed that shit off because she genuinely thought it was a joke (I was dead ass lol). She ended up taking ME out to this nice ass spot on the other side of Atlanta. Said she would pay for the food and everything. I ain’t never been treated like the true bad bitch that I am

She came dressed DOWN for this date, you hear me?? A strapless dress with the back all out. Lookin sweeter than a plate of yams wit extra syrup.

I noticed that she had a piece of a tattoo on her lower back that she never told me about but I couldn’t see the whole thing tho

Date went really well actually. I got wined & dined. We had a really good time

I didn’t wanna ask but I had too because my insecurities. Like, what is that you really see in me? Because by traditional standards, this shit dont add up. Even the waitress was shook she was payin

She said I reminded her of this dude she used to talk too. She thought I had a cool personality, Plus she said she liked my body type.

I was in prime football shape and I was slightly thicker then than I am now.

So anyway, date went good. She dropped me back off at the crib (she drove btw) and went back to her dorm.

As soon as she left I started texting her about how much I enjoyed the night, and how I really couldn’t wait to see her again. She said “u can come see me tonight ”

i..

practically stole my roommate whip, got the addy from her, and headed over there. It’s late, and at this point we texting the nastiest shit in the world back and forth. I almost had 4 accidents and could’ve got pulled over twice.

I just knew I was finna get my Elmo tickled

I get to the room and she got a big t shirt on and her helmet of salvation. The proper cheeks knockin uniform. She hit the bathroom, and told me to go wait in her room down the hall.

I’m tryna play shit cool but I couldn’t hide it

Dawg...

I walked in this bitch room.......

and let me paint a fuckin picture

First of all, there’s like 100 candles lit. Keep in mind this is a dorm bedroom so it’s maybe 180 square feet.

There’s a fucking pentagram rug under her bed.

There’s posters of Goats and upside crosses EVERYFUCKINWHERE

Incents burning...Crazy ass violin music playing...

That’s not even the craziest part. There’s a big ass picture of what LOOKS like Satan sitting in a chair on the wall.

This really not even a picture, it’s painted ON the wall. Picture how Jodi had Tupac painted on the wall in his room in baby boy.

Basically Tupac, but Satan..

She come back in room with just panties on like “sorry, I really didn’t get to clean up before you got here..”

Now let’s pause the story right here. Because I know what y’all thinking. And no she wasn’t. She Blackity black black.

Okay unpause. So you remember that lower back tattoo I kinda saw but didn’t see at dinner?

It was this thing right here. From her lower back down to her ass. Mans was sittin Indian style on her ass if you will.

So she can now see that I’m visibly uncomfortable and she ask me what’s wrong. I really just wanted to know why she felt the need to not tell me about “all of this”. Not that I’m judging her but it was ALOT to take in.

So then we go into a convo about how men always judge her when they find out and she just thought i was different.

Then she start cryin, & I’m just trying to console her, but at the same time I’m just looking up at the ceiling tryna figure out why god don’t really fuck wit me

Then she start tellin me shit about the religion and how she think I’d really like it and how I should come meet her high priestess friends and shit like that

I didn’t beat If that’s what you’re thinking. We just talked for about an hour and I left. The whole mood was dead by then.

I didn’t ghost her after that but we slowly stopped talking. I’ve never been in a more awkward situation in my whole life.

Niggas in my mentions and DMs debating on if they would still smash or not.

I set up a poll to see what y’all would’ve did. Should be entertaining.

on god this how she walked in the room behind me https://twitter.com/itsbriancuh/status/1381902493920149504