A few years back an ex wanted me to do a roleplay with him. He wanted me to be a midnight seductress.
I...like to act. As this was only the second time I had ever been asked to roleplay I decided to give it my all. Got an outfit, figured out a character. Which turned into giving her a name, an accent, a background history. Tales of woe, lover betrayals, years of training to end up where I was. Hardened against love, stealing it from the night when and where I could. I had props, scenes, and goals. Hours of play planned out.
As you can imagine that wasn't exactly what he wanted and he fell asleep only an hour into my scene.
Oops?
Lesson learned. Sometimes less best 😉 Feel free to share your stories of woe and RP gone wrong! We all have to start somewhere 😂