If I dancing with another guy, I probably don't want you to pull me away from him. That's not romantic. Especially when you're a drunken mess who grabs my wrist like you're going to throw me in an unmarked van.
No, I don't want to give you my number.
No, I actually didn't want you to come grind on my booty in the middle of da' club.
No, I don't think you're cool.
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