I'm so sorry

A few years ago, one of my friends was moving to Ohio to start a new job. We decided to send him off with a night out. Instead of doing anything classy, we went downtown to The HUB.

So we get there, and we get really trashed. And as I always do when I'm in a public place, I was just staring at girls. Specifically, any girl that was walking in. Well, a cute Indian girl walks past me. She didn't catch me staring, but her friend behind her did. The odd thing was, the friend thought I was checking her out. Hello, I'm hot, and you look plain at best. Get a clue.

Anyways, she comes over and starts talking to me. I'm really drunk, so we go to the back of the bar and start making out. After a while she stops and looks at me and says, "You aren't going to call me tomorrow, are you?"

All I could say in reply was, "I'm really sorry." The worst part wasn't that I had a girlfriend, it was that this girl kept smiling and sweetly said, "Have a wonderful life." I saw her on my way out of the bar, and she said it again. I felt so horrible; look, can't you at least pretend to hate me?