The Player being Played

So, from previous reading you have gathered Erik is a douchey dick-correct?
Telling his long-term girlfriend about his meandering ways wasn’t going to do anything…
Considering she already knew about this ‘habbit’ of his.

We needed to toy with him for our own amusement.
What else are boys for-right? haha. I kid. I kid….slightly.

Katie (my friend who had sex with him), a couple other girls and myself hit the bars downtown.
Katie & I text Erik mentioning how we were downtown and a little tipsy.
(He didn’t know we were hanging out together).

Erik rarely goes downtown but considering two people he could potentially have sex with are downtown and drinking…he figured he’d make the trek from campus and come find us. Hopefully one of the two would put-out right? Hah. Not so much.

Erik text me when he arrived downtown asking where I was.
I didn’t respond so he text Katie shortly after.
When she didn’t respond either, he called me, then her, etc.

Finally, I text him saying I was at some bar down the street.
When he didn’t find me, I told him I left and was somewhere else.
Katie did the same.

He walked around in the winter snow looking for the both of us,
while we were laughing and enjoying making him feel like a fool!

Eventually he tired of the chase and started walking back to his apartment.
We then took the joke one step further and told him that we were together and wanted to have a three-some with him and that we were just too shy to admit it. He then turned around and tried to find us again. Hah.

We both ignored his many texts/phone calls.
He was very pissed yet the next night he asked how I was etc.
We made small talk and I asked why he’s talking to me after what we did.
His response…

He still randomly FB messages me from time to time for some unknown reason…
Well, he’s still hoping for sex, but seriously? Ish.
I tend to ignore his messages, and will continue to do so.

Goodbye Erik.