It wasn't often that Thad bothered to look at the dating app that he typically kept active all the time, having simply turned off the notifications for it. But yesterday, he'd had a whim and as he flipped through the profiles of the women who had matched him recently, he'd been completely drawn to hers.

Dagny P was absolutely gorgeous, no doubt about that, those sea-foam green eyes so full of depth that he'd stared at her picture for longer than he wanted to admit before matching back and sending her a message. And then they'd chatted on there for a bit, and he'd completely forgot that there were other matches to look through. But then, Thad could have one hell of a one-track-mind when he wanted to. It did him well on the pitch, certainly.

And he'd taken that adrenaline rush from good conversation with a beautiful woman onto the pitch today, predicting correctly that they would win. And what a win! They'd been neck and neck with the Kestrals for hours and then down twenty points when he finally caught the snitch. Some stretches and a quick shower after the game, and then he was off to the Drunken Zebra.

Dressed a little more sharply than he usually was in the hope that Dagny might actually show, Thad wandered through the bar, chatting casually with the regulars and some of his team while keeping an eye out for her. And then he spotted her, and he walked away from whomever he'd been talking to, making a beeline for her.

"Dagny, I presume?" he greeted her with a crooked grin. She was every bit as gorgeous in person as she'd been in her pictures. "I believe I promised you a drink."