I used to work in a vintage clothing shop when I was 17-18 and one of the guy I worked with, some goth/emo-ish kid called Vinny, invited me to a house party.
Few guys he knew from his brother's band were playing there and some artsy girl I was gagging for.
The house was in some weird industrial area and soon as we walked in things just got intense. The party was full of skin-head types in doc martins, Nazi-ish memorabilia on the walls etc. If looks could kill wallahi. I spend about 30-40mins flirting with the artsy girl, got her number and peaced the f*ck out.
Well turns out the hardcore SS larpers didn't appreciate the Vinny lad bringing a "wog" to their place and they beat the shit out of him, the girl and few of his brother's friends. They threatened to rape the girl for getting too pally with a "black cūnt". I would've 100% been stabbed or beaten into a fucking coma if I had stayed a little longer.
The moral of the story is that if something feels a little "off", you should listen to your gut feeling and get the f*ck out ASAP lol
Few guys he knew from his brother's band were playing there and some artsy girl I was gagging for.
The house was in some weird industrial area and soon as we walked in things just got intense. The party was full of skin-head types in doc martins, Nazi-ish memorabilia on the walls etc. If looks could kill wallahi. I spend about 30-40mins flirting with the artsy girl, got her number and peaced the f*ck out.
Well turns out the hardcore SS larpers didn't appreciate the Vinny lad bringing a "wog" to their place and they beat the shit out of him, the girl and few of his brother's friends. They threatened to rape the girl for getting too pally with a "black cūnt". I would've 100% been stabbed or beaten into a fucking coma if I had stayed a little longer.
The moral of the story is that if something feels a little "off", you should listen to your gut feeling and get the f*ck out ASAP lol
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