I almost died

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>be me
>post phone number on here for a laugh
>some guy phones
>he lives in the same city as me
>speak for half an hour
>he's pretty chill
>gives me some life advice, some potential routes to escape to normiehood
>He calls again the next day
>"what's up" "how's it going" all that stuff
>I'm at the shop
>asks me to pick him up some stuff and drop it off as I'd be driving past his place anyway
>"sure why not"
>he tells me where he lives
>I go to the street, as I'm approaching some creepy guy in an old tracksuit is staring at me
>I've told him what I'm wearing, if that's him he'll stop me
>as soon as I walk past he runs inside
>I get a text
>"You walked right past me"
>ok so it is him, don't know what I was expecting
>I buzz his flat to get in and he opens the door
>as soon as I step in I realise wtf I'm doing and freeze
>consider running away
>I'm wearing motorcycle gear with armour plating and boots with steel round the edges, if he tries anything I should be ok
>step in and dump his stuff
>he invites me to sit down
>has one of those beds that stands up against the wall, but it's down
>"yeah that's usually up"
>redflag.jpg
>chat for about 10 minutes, he's ok, kind of spergy but then again what would you expect?
>I found it a little weird how he kept telling me I'm attractive
>"I need to ask you if something is gay"
>"ok?"
>"Is it gay to dress up like a girl for the amusement of other guys?"
>pic related
>"yep, that's pretty gay"
>"Is that the sort of thing you're into? Maybe I could go put it on, I look way better as a girl"
>suddenly realise why the bed is down
>he wants to dress up like a girl and have me fuck him
>P I C R E L A T E D
>got out of there as fast as I could
>jumped on motorbike, away within three seconds
>ran three red lights on the way home

I honestly don't know what I was expecting, but it definitely wasn't that

He's probably reading this. I think I'm going to die. ;~;