<human>: This happened about three years ago, in my slutty college days. I use the term "slutty" with great affection, but it was 100% true.

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I took the bus about an hour to another city for an okCupid booty call. We'd met for drinks a week earlier, and while I wasn't interested in a relationship with him, he seemed like a fun lay. I had nothing else to do on this particular afternoon, and my student ID got me on the bus for free, so why the hell not? 

We met up, we fucked, and while we both enjoyed it, I could tell that I was never going to see him again. Sometimes you can tell when something is meant to just taper off. We kissed good-bye, and I was headed to the bus stop by early evening. 

It was the last bus headed to my city until tomorrow morning, so I got there about ten minutes early. I was settled onto my bench when I noticed a school acquaintance in the distance. I waved. She didn't see me. I waved harder. And to my horror, the bus driver (who I hadn't noticed approaching) took my waves as a "keep going" signal. He sped right past me.

The last bus of the evening. 

Of course I had to be up early the next day. 

And of course there was no one else I could call. 

My "date" had to borrow a friend's car to drive me home. We were staring straight ahead when he decided to tell me he was thinking of becoming a priest. I respect him for at least trying to fill the silence, but damned if that wasn't excruciating. 

And to top it off, my goddamn friend never even noticed me waving.

Can you condense the text into three sentences or less?
<bot>: missed the last bus, had to catch a ride home from a one-night stand I'd planned never to see again.