✦ opaline

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In Lucia's humble opinion, there was nothing more embarrassing than agreeing to a blind date on behalf of a girlfriend- only to show up to said date and discover that it was all just a mean prank.

Oh- did you think it was embarrassing for her? No, Lucia Romanello does not 'get embarrassed'; no, that particular word doesn't exist in her vast spectrum of emotions.

No, it was embarrassing for him.

Poor guy. Nothing worse than being stood up. She's almost sorry for the man... Almost being the keyword.

Sighing, Lucia flips her hair over her shoulders, straightening her posture and marching to the bar. She'd dressed in a slinky little black lace number and Dior slingbacks. Lucia was the belle of the ball, and there was no way she would waste all that effort she'd put into looking flawless for tonight.

Tucking her ankles neatly as she sat in a barstool and ordering a French 75, Lucia subtly glanced at the people sitting next to her to see what kind of fun she could have that night. To her left, a duo who were deep in conversation over... Ugh, bird-rearing. No, thank you. To her right... Interesting. Another person here alone, judging from the modest confidence he exuded as he sipped from his crystal tumbler. He was much more handsome than her 'date' and Lucia wondered if he'd be game to play- whether it was just conversation or more.

"Your cologne pairs really well with my drink. What is it?"