WHO: Marina and Adam Young WHAT: Meeting, talking WHEN: Saturday afternoon WHERE: The Attic WARNINGS: Probably none STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Marina was a little apprehensive about this afternoon. It wasn't a date. She knew that much. She was just going to meet some guy she'd met on the network, who seemed really sweet. She wasn't ready for dating yet. Not at all. Her heart still ached over the loss of Eight, and although she'd gone out and tried to find a guy just for sex, she was really glad that hadn't worked out. She was pretty sure she would have regretted it if it had.
No, she wasn't ready for that. Her heart was still broken, and while time might heal it, she had a feeling that it was going to be more time than she'd imagined at first. But maybe friends would help, especially if Adam was as kind as he seemed on the network.
She'd taken a little extra time on her appearance, not because she wanted to impress him, but because she wanted to look pretty for her own self-confidence. Being Loric, she was naturally slender and stronger than a typical human. Her dark hair was thick, and even though she'd piled it up on her head, long ringlets were falling out, softening the look.
Stepping inside, she hugged herself a little as she looked around, hoping that she'd recognize Adam from the tiny picture on the network.