When i was in cape town….
I was getting hella matches on hinge…but i was thriving and in my element in person so much so i didn’t give a shyt about hinge.
One day i even purposely missed my tour bus with my cousins back to the city cuz i saw this young brown/caramel skinned tenderoni get off the bus in a 1 piece.
I HAD to have her. So i pace walked inbetween the souvenir shops to catch upto her cuz she was ahead of me. Eventually caught upto her, stopped her with her earphones in and talked my shyt.
nikkas around the market just stopped shopping and watched me do my thing.
Got the math and said our goodbyes. She was real dope both in person when i approached and through text. Wanted to show me around cape town and everything. Problem was i had like 2 days left and both days were full with plans.
What i noticed when i was there though was…local south african nikkas don’t approach. Or were afraid to…
My accent/charisma alone won half the battle…rest was attraction/dress/height.
To this day…my whatsapp is FULL of +27 numbers.
These nikkas just straight cornballs.