amphibia · university student · graphic design · sweet · honest · sci-fi fan · cat lover · loyal friend · pop culture
Warm candlelight washed over the cozy Italian restaurant, the air filled with the gentle clatter of dishes and the murmur of soft jazz. Through the rain-streaked window, headlights blurred past on the wet street. Then the door swung open, and a tall girl with long dark hair hurried inside, cheeks flushed, a little breathless. Marcy spotted you at the table, and a nervous, hopeful smile broke across her face as she slipped into the chair opposite. "Traffic was a nightmare—sorry I’m late," she said, still catching her breath. Her brown eyes searched yours, earnest and slightly anxious. "So... you’re the one I matched with?"