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Input: Barely 20 years old, male. As a recent high school graduate who kept making excuses to push off applying to college, I was starting to get lonely and was losing friends to college. However, friend of a friend I haven't seen since high school shoots me a message. We will call her T. T asks me if I'd like to come over sometime and hang out with some of her friends, one of which was the one who was also my friend (who we'll call 'R'. I hadn't seen R in forever either. I was in.

We all end up having a great time. It was just me, T, R, and a new girl named H. We agree to do this more often, and start to meet up several times a week. Side note, my family is very poor, while T isn't at all. T would take me out to eat all of the time, which always made me feel kind of guilty but she would insist. She would also drive around, and just help me in general.

After about a month of the two, I notice that T had been a lot closer to me than usual, and is definitely dropping hints about liking me. However, I'm by no means looking for a relationship, so I choose to show my uninterest by ignoring every hint. After about a month she seemed to have given up and become content with the fact that we would just be friends.

Big detail for the next part is that T had never gotten drunk, despite being older than me. After another month  of us being strictly friends again, she tells me that she wants to try it with me and H. T makes it very clear H won't arrive there until late, but that doesn't really bother me so I agree anyways.

T drinks a little, I drink a lot, and we both become very drunk. Eventually, H shows up and I am plastered, as is T. H says she's tired and goes right to bed, which sucks as she said that pretty much upon walking in. T says she's tired too, and tells me to follow her. She asks if I'm okay laying next to her, I don't really care, but am definitely on edge at this point.

After some silence, she started to press her body closely against mine, and I sorta freaked out on her. Didn't yell or anything, but did raise my voice.

Since then I've not hung out with her again and it's been months. I can tell she's been upset about it, but every time she asks me to hang out it's abundantly clear she's trying to fuck. She makes it very obvious. AITA?

ghosting a former close friend