XX Squared [SVR]
Posted: 13 Feb 2018, 07:48
The red-head wasn’t entirely sure what had possessed her to sign up for the Saint Valentine Roulette. But the night for the event had arrived to find her wandering through Thornside Park waiting for the event to start. She had to hand it to the organizers, though. They had outdone themselves with the number and variety of activities available; if someone couldn’t find something to do, then they didn’t belong here! The stand heaters were a nice touch given the crisp winter air.
Given the earliness of her arrival, she snagged a cup of hot chocolate before finding a suitable place to people watch. Even at this point, there were quite a few people milling about though she had to wonder if all them were here for the Roulette event or if they had just come for the festivities. Based on her own experiences, she suspected it would be the latter. The dating scene in the city was a ***** to navigate on a good day, especially for someone like her.
At the appointed time, her phone beeped, signifying the notification from the app hosting the event that her first match was ready. Opening the app, she was surprised by the name; she wasn’t sure if there would be other ladies to be matched with. Clicking through, she scanned the woman’s photo so she had an idea for whom she was hunting down. A moment was taken to quickly look through their profile for anything that would be off-putting or raise a red flag. Satisfied, she flipped back to the event portion of the app so she could follow the cues that would lead her to her mark.
Weaving through the crowd, she dodged various other patrons who weren’t paying attention to their surroundings. She’d heard that love was blind, but it wasn’t meant as blind to one’s area. It was likely a good thing that none of the offenders matched the image she was seeking, otherwise she would have turned and walked away. She didn’t do that type of rude. A few moments later, her app beeped again to signify she was in the right place. Indeed, there was a blond before her. Smiling, she held her phone up slightly, ”According to this, looks like we got matched up this round.” She paused a moment as she slid her phone into her pocket so she could offer her hand, ”I’m Amalea.”
Given the earliness of her arrival, she snagged a cup of hot chocolate before finding a suitable place to people watch. Even at this point, there were quite a few people milling about though she had to wonder if all them were here for the Roulette event or if they had just come for the festivities. Based on her own experiences, she suspected it would be the latter. The dating scene in the city was a ***** to navigate on a good day, especially for someone like her.
At the appointed time, her phone beeped, signifying the notification from the app hosting the event that her first match was ready. Opening the app, she was surprised by the name; she wasn’t sure if there would be other ladies to be matched with. Clicking through, she scanned the woman’s photo so she had an idea for whom she was hunting down. A moment was taken to quickly look through their profile for anything that would be off-putting or raise a red flag. Satisfied, she flipped back to the event portion of the app so she could follow the cues that would lead her to her mark.
Weaving through the crowd, she dodged various other patrons who weren’t paying attention to their surroundings. She’d heard that love was blind, but it wasn’t meant as blind to one’s area. It was likely a good thing that none of the offenders matched the image she was seeking, otherwise she would have turned and walked away. She didn’t do that type of rude. A few moments later, her app beeped again to signify she was in the right place. Indeed, there was a blond before her. Smiling, she held her phone up slightly, ”According to this, looks like we got matched up this round.” She paused a moment as she slid her phone into her pocket so she could offer her hand, ”I’m Amalea.”
