[and even cuter in person. Lina recognizes her, of course, and looks down at her own clothing. there's a nice little off-white blouse with a tasteful bow on the front, something she's heard called a crepe tie but she doesn't understand what that means and needed to refer to a lot of different tutorials to learn how to tie it correctly, and she has a brown skirt going down to her knees and matching brown flats. it's probably similar to the outfit from the picture, but Lina at least tried not to make it obvious; it was taken when she'd had a little more money coming in, so she could afford a second set of "fancy" clothes.]
[it's too much. it's way, way too much. and none of it goes with her blue hair that definitely wasn't in the picture, and as she steps out from the alley and approaches the woman, she exhales and tries her best not to let it get to her. please don't comment on it. please don't say anything.]
[Alison notes the outfit, absently. It's a little formal? Maybe? She's not really a fashionista, and moreover, her parents would have somehow found a way to show up and kill her if she was rude about someone's appearance. So it's observed but politely not commented on, and she smiles when she sees Lina.
Honestly she's just relieved she showed up at all. She's half-thought the whole thing was a weird, elaborate joke on Jen's part.]
Yep, that's me. Nice to meet you. I mean, we've met, but... [She can feel the desire to ramble growing, so instead.] I like your hair.
[oh, thank god, okay. okay, first obstacle navigated—and now Lina just has to struggle with her own brain telling her she's overdressed for the entire date, but her brain yells at her for dumb shit all the time and she can handle this. sushi and conversation will help shut it up. she smiles, more genuinely than she was planning to.]
Thank you! It was, um. From the app. [she doesn't know what that's supposed to do here. maybe help salvage something? ugh. she'd rather be overly talkative than lost in her own head like this.] I like yours, too. And yeah, it's really nice to meet you in person!
[she glances towards the doors of the restaurant, knowing Jen is probably already somewhere inside and that she's definitely going to be watching this date to make sure it all goes well. no pressure or anything, jesus.]
So I don't know about you, but I'm really in the mood for some sushi right now. [she goes from a glance to tilting her head in the direction of the doors and keeps that not-as-fake-as-she-expected smile on her face.] Let's head in.
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[and even cuter in person. Lina recognizes her, of course, and looks down at her own clothing. there's a nice little off-white blouse with a tasteful bow on the front, something she's heard called a crepe tie but she doesn't understand what that means and needed to refer to a lot of different tutorials to learn how to tie it correctly, and she has a brown skirt going down to her knees and matching brown flats. it's probably similar to the outfit from the picture, but Lina at least tried not to make it obvious; it was taken when she'd had a little more money coming in, so she could afford a second set of "fancy" clothes.]
[it's too much. it's way, way too much. and none of it goes with her blue hair that definitely wasn't in the picture, and as she steps out from the alley and approaches the woman, she exhales and tries her best not to let it get to her. please don't comment on it. please don't say anything.]
Alison? Hi! It's Lina.
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Honestly she's just relieved she showed up at all. She's half-thought the whole thing was a weird, elaborate joke on Jen's part.]
Yep, that's me. Nice to meet you. I mean, we've met, but... [She can feel the desire to ramble growing, so instead.] I like your hair.
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Thank you! It was, um. From the app. [she doesn't know what that's supposed to do here. maybe help salvage something? ugh. she'd rather be overly talkative than lost in her own head like this.] I like yours, too. And yeah, it's really nice to meet you in person!
[she glances towards the doors of the restaurant, knowing Jen is probably already somewhere inside and that she's definitely going to be watching this date to make sure it all goes well. no pressure or anything, jesus.]
So I don't know about you, but I'm really in the mood for some sushi right now. [she goes from a glance to tilting her head in the direction of the doors and keeps that not-as-fake-as-she-expected smile on her face.] Let's head in.