>be me, almost 30, no relationships or dating for a good chunk of my 20's
>somewhat attractive, decent job, still live with the parents though
>quiet, shy, sperg out with women
>try my luck at dating websites, no luck for a year
>find this qt pie that is into all the nerdy shit I like
>message her with no expectations
>she actually fucking responded. wants to meet up and smoke
>have another sperg episode and panic, but decided to man the fuck up and meet her
>pick her up at a shady location
>lets me know that she is just looking for friends, completely Platonic, since she is new to the city
>tells me to bring some weed cause she's out
>go to the park at night, kinda sketchy with hobos and crackheads walking around
>smoke and walk around, feel completely comfortable around her just listening to her talk
>drive her around with a bad stomachache due to having an actual beautiful girl in my passenger seat
>look like a complete doofus not knowing my way around town nor my way with words
>she gives her spiel on her living situation, her recent break up, and whatnot
>drop her off where I picked her up; she doesn't tell me where she lives
SO WHAT DO? On one hand, I want to help her settle into the city because I empathize with her. I want to
build a relationship with her. On the other hand, the whole situation seemed fucking weird. That was the first woman
EVER who wanted to meet up with me, and we meet under these conditions. Seriously, FUCK TIMING
Nothing, she used you for free weed, some company as she is lonley, and for tampon for her emotional break up shit, once she settles down and meet new people, shell never think about you again