Lydia wonders to herself why the place sounds familiar, but as soon as she walks into The Worm Hole on Tuesday, she knows why. This is the place Stiles said he's working in, now, and of course it is, she thinks with an endeared smile. This place is perfect for him. It isn't necessarily her cup of tea, but maybe after a couple of drinks, she'll change her mind.
It isn't lost on her that it's more than a little awkward being assigned to a blind date to happen in her ex-boyfriend's place of employment, but Lydia will just...keep that to herself. As long as she doesn't see him here while she's on said blind date, she'll feel better about it. They may have ended amicably for her and might not have even ventured into dating for him, but it still feels a little disrespectful to see someone else on Stiles's turf.
As much as she's been preferential to skinny jeans as of late, this is a special occasion. Lydia admittedly feels a little out of place in a gamer's bar wearing a short, black floral skirt and a black cami under a bright, solid cardigan. She feels over dressed, but on the other hand...maybe it won't be so bad to stand out. If her date comes, she can wow him. If he doesn't, she can wow someone else. That feels like a win-win situation.
So, Lydia tosses her long red hair done in soft curls over her shoulder and lifts her chin, heading further inside to look around for the Match Meetings booth. She likes to think she's hard to miss anyway, but she'll be especially so if she's settled in there to wait.
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It isn't lost on her that it's more than a little awkward being assigned to a blind date to happen in her ex-boyfriend's place of employment, but Lydia will just...keep that to herself. As long as she doesn't see him here while she's on said blind date, she'll feel better about it. They may have ended amicably for her and might not have even ventured into dating for him, but it still feels a little disrespectful to see someone else on Stiles's turf.
As much as she's been preferential to skinny jeans as of late, this is a special occasion. Lydia admittedly feels a little out of place in a gamer's bar wearing a short, black floral skirt and a black cami under a bright, solid cardigan. She feels over dressed, but on the other hand...maybe it won't be so bad to stand out. If her date comes, she can wow him. If he doesn't, she can wow someone else. That feels like a win-win situation.
So, Lydia tosses her long red hair done in soft curls over her shoulder and lifts her chin, heading further inside to look around for the Match Meetings booth. She likes to think she's hard to miss anyway, but she'll be especially so if she's settled in there to wait.