[For Matt]

[dinnerfor1_girl]

Sally wasn't sure exactly why she'd turned up at the aforementioned meeting place. Sure, she wanted to meet men as much as ever, but she had never stooped to the point of allowing a shirtless man with wings to tell her that he had a match for her. On the other hand, he was a rather handsome bloke, so at least there was that

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[f4rr3ll]

Matt was pretty sure that he'd just lost his mind, the island had finally gone to his head, because now he'd let himself be coerced into going on a blind date, by a guy with wings. Wings!

Yeah, he was crazy.

But there he was, heading to the kitchen to meet his blind date. Man, he really hoped this ended well. And not necessarily in the Gets-a-Girlfriend kind of end well, but the kind of ends well that doesn't involve him getting punched in the face by anyone. Regardless, he'd cleaned himself up, finding a decent button-down shirt and a pair of pants that, well, weren't jeans. It was an improvement over a hoodie and an ironically funny t-shirt, really.

Matt spotted the woman in the kitchen with the book and figured he'd found his blind date. Cue feeling of relief that the dude with the wings didn't set him up with another guy. "Hey," he said, going over to her, "I'm Matt."

[dinnerfor1_girl]

Sally turned at the sound of a voice and catalogued everything at once. American, vaguely young (but she wasn't exactly on death's door seeing as she refused to acknowledge that death existed) and mildly well-dressed. She let her shoulders lift in mild anticipation. "I'm Sally," she greeted, in full-on date mode, smiling and all.

She leaned in conspiratorially. "Are we mad for letting a winged man say 'hey, how about a date'?"

[f4rr3ll]

"Nice to meet you," Matt said, smiling at her and trying not to act awkward. So far, so good. She wasn't a man, and she didn't look like an axe murderer. So that was two potential issues down.

"And yeah, I think we've both probably lost it a little bit, but..." He shrugged. "You don't say no to a dude with wings, I guess."

[dinnerfor1_girl]

"I was rather afraid if I did say no, he was going to sweep me to the floor with the wings in one big angry gesture," she confessed, using her hands to demonstrate. "So!" she fluttered mildly anxiously. "Do you want to stay here or go?"