#flavia and i will stop having robin catfish people when it stops being HILARIOUS

[maggie-yao]

In the wake of her not-date date with Esmeray, Maggie (and what had felt like most of her friends) had decided it was probably time to start looking for actual dates. A terrifying prospect honestly, considering her last date had occurred a good... ten years ago? She’d been busy.

So they’d set her up on Tinder (which felt odd, since she couldn’t exactly date outside the town at the moment) and read like fifteen different copies of Teen Vogue to try and figured out how flirting worked. Okay maybe she’d done that last bit by herself but that was neither here nor there. She had more knowledge now and that’s what counted.

Which is how she found herself sitting in Sherwood’s restaurant all made up and waiting for a frankly adorable brunette named Becca. They’d traded outfit descriptions and Maggie had the flowers on her table just like she’d promised. Hopefully Becca would show up. They’d even made sure to schedule around the mist.

“I promise I am going to order,” she told Robin Locksley as he hovered near the corner of her table. The man owned the place. Hopefully he wouldn’t kick her out. “I’m just waiting for someone right now.”

@cflocksley​