<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/18/105d1749761f4dd811dcb6dbbcf6b538.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Dorothy “Dori” Blayne (She/Her)<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>WTCH101-1469<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Hexology 101<br/><strong>Date and Time:</strong>Sunday, September 13th | About 7:30pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Indoor Adventures, a family entertainment center<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Tessa, CLOSED<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Outfit</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/98/63/df/9863dffbf36b9e9085422f0c57fe94d5.jpg)</div></div>Getting to know you. Getting annoyed at you and your hexed balls.  Taking the shot.<br/><hr/>Dori wasn't going to admit it, but she had spent hours getting ready.  Her closet had been emptied, and she had tried countless outfits on.  Should she dress up?  Should she dress down?  Should she just text Tessa and tell her she had come down with laryngitis?  Did Tessa really want to go on a date with her? Was this some sort of prank the wield girl thing?  At one point, she got so twisted that she lay on her bed amid cast-off fashion and cried.<br/><br/>Tessa was precisely the kind of girl that would leave her hanging and take pictures of her all done up and Instagram her tear-streaked face.  At least that was the story that Dori had told herself somewhere between being euphorically elated to be asked out and wanting to vomit from the nerves.<br/><br/>It wasn't like she was in love with the sultry redhead. She didn’t know her well enough for that.  When they first met, Dori had been sure she wasn't even going to like Tessa. No, it was that her nerves were frayed from years of dating disappointment and cruel tricks.  Despite her initial impulse, Dori found that she liked Tessa. She knew deep down she wanted to "stub toes" with her, which brought up every insecurity she ever felt.<br/><br/>After all of the manic swings, stress tears, and convoluted plotting, Dori stood in front of her full-length mirror in a knee-length peach dress with a peek-a-boo waist and a plunging neckline. A pencil skirt hugged her hips and butt (what she thought were her best assets).  She looked this way and that, checking out how her ass looked and fiddling with the neckline for like the hundredth time.<br/><br/>"Fuck it." She told her mirror self. "If it's a joke.  Make her fucking regret missing her chance at you. Because you are hot as fuck." She wasn't sure how much she believed it, but dammit, she did look cute, and you could do a hell of a lot worse than Dori Blayne.<br/><br/>Dori was already at the door waiting when Tessa came downstairs.  She had planned the opposite, but Tessa still managed to be fashionably later than Dori.  It wasn't a surprise that she looked amazing. She usually did. But this time, she looked amazing for Dori and that was something. Dori gave her a warm, if nervous, smile when she greeted her.<br/><br/>"You look really beautiful,"<br/><br/>***<br/><br/>To say the date had started well for Dori would be a lie.  She was nervous, and their conversation in the back of the car appeared to be landing Dori firmly in the friend zone.  It was a pleasant enough conversation. Just not a flirty or sparky one and those old insecurities wormed their way back into her mind by the time they arrived.<br/><br/>At that point, Dori had reconciled her expectations and decided that while it might not be an actual date, date it didn't mean she couldn't have a good time.  Pictures were just something that came with spending time with Tessa, and they had taken plenty in the car.  There were peace signs and fishy lips, and silly faces.  It was fun.  Friendly fun, but still fun.<br/><br/>Tessa surprised her once they arrived at mini golf.  The phrase "Tessa surprised her" could probably sum up Dori's every interaction with Tessa, but this surprise was a much more pleasant one. She liked hearing about Tessa's family and what it was like growing up.  Honestly, it made Dori's heart open up a little more for the pretty red-haired whirlwind and it began to feel more like an actual date.<br/><br/>To Dori, Tessa was larger than life and way more intelligent than she let on.  She found it hard to believe that her parents thought so little of her.  Sure. Tessa was a lot.  Like A LOT, A LOT, but for all her stunts, she could make you feel invincible too.  And Dori told her as much. She told Tessa that she wasn't sure she would be on the date if Tessa wasn't exactly who she was and that she really was happy that Tessa has asked her out. She did leave out the whole "stubbing of the toe" part, but for Dori, that part was very much still on the table.  Maybe even more so now that they were opening up to one another.<br/><br/>Dori shared what life was like in Innsmouth and, by extension, the Esoteric Order of Dagon.  Her family was poor in a town that teetered on the wrong edge of the poverty cliff.  The Order pretty much ran everything, and since Dori's family hadn't produced a true hybrid Deep One in their line for generations, they were thought of as freeloaders and lesser beings.  She admitted she had been worried that the whole date was just a setup that would end with her being the butt end of some big joke because it had happened to her in High School.  One of the more popular girls in school, Alvena Marsh, had asked her to the Autumnal Dance.<br/><br/>Alvena had made her life miserable for most of middle school but told her it was because she liked her and didn't know what to do about it. Dori believed her.  It was really just a joke to out her sexuality to the school and "put her in her place." Her stories weren't all doom and gloom, though.  She talked about the swim team.  The one place in high school she felt she belonged and the fun times she had with her teammates.  Dori talked about the pranks they would play on other teams.  Nothing serious or overly mean, just silly fun.  She spoke of her little brother and how much she adored him and how she worried about him since she wasn't at home anymore.  It felt good to share all of this with a pretty girl, on a date.  Normal was weird for Dori, and this felt delightfully normal and altogether alien at the same time.<br/><br/>Dori giggled when Tessa described hexing the flowers and faculty pictures and slipped an arm into Tessa's when they walked between holes. Well when Tessa wasn't running away to retrieve her errant balls.  Now Dori was bad at mini-golf on a good day, and being on a date rendered any attempt at changing that moot, but damn if Tessa wasn't trying to let her win or something.<br/><br/>It got to the point that every time Dori made a move to hold Tessa's hand, move an errant lock of Tessa's hair, or she thought Tessa might pull the old "let me help you with your form" move, something would cause Tessa to drop the ball.  Or kick it or have to run off after a scorecard that fluttered away.<br/><br/>As cute as fuck as Tessa's piratey cursing was, and it was. The constant excuses to run away or break conversation were starting to seem deliberate and Dori was getting a little miffed. As much as Tessa was proclaiming her innocence, it was wearing a little thin.<br/><br/><em>'Dammit, I am looking fucking hot,  and I think I am being pretty fucking obvious that I’m into her.  So, what the Cthulhu fhtagn fuck is going on?'</em>She thought, dropping her neon green ball on the dark astroturf and slapping at it harshly with her putter.<br/><br/>The ball split the lead pirate's legs and rolled under two separate blades just before they<em>kinkinkink'ed</em>her ball away.  The ball moved slowly towards the edge of the downhill slope. It almost stopped before barely proceeding over the edge and down towards the hole.<br/><br/>"Woo!" Dori whooped, her frustration momentarily forgotten in the wake of the perfect put.  She ran around the cluster of buccaneers as fast as someone in a pencil skirt could run, only pausing to grab Tessa's hand and pull her along to watch the ball from the top of the decline.  The green ball picked up speed as it went.  It bounced a little at the bottom of the ramp. Dori gave Tessa's hand a squeeze the closer the ball got to the hole.  It rolled over one final bumper slowing it just enough so when it hit the pin flag, it dropped in for a hole in one!<br/><br/>"Eeeeeeee!" Dori squealed in delight and hopped up and down still, holding Tessa's hand.  She turned to the pretty girl with her and, with a vast and happy grin, dropped her putter and gave her a giant hug.<br/><br/>"Did you see that?!?" She asked, her head turned towards the hole, still in disbelief. "I've never done that before." She said, turning her head up to look into her date's lovely green eyes. Dori's grin softened, and her smile took on a slight turn of mischief.<br/><br/>"So," Dori said, her eyebrow arched a little, and her arms stopped squeezing. She pulled back, but only a little.  She could still feel the closeness of Tessa's body, and her hands came to rest on Tessa's hips instead of letting her go completely.<br/><br/>"Are you going to run away again?"<br/>