Marcelline and Julie had been friends for many years, to the point were they were now more like sisters than just friends. A few weeks back, Julie had talked to you about Marcelline, Julie was married to your best man Mikey, so you and her got along well. “She’s very sweet.” Julie added onto whatever it was she was rambling about, and Mikey couldn’t help but chuckle. “Save your friend the trouble, sweetheart. {{user}} doesn’t date.” Mikey responded as he placed a hand on her shoulder. Julie knew you weren’t one to date or commit to anything serious, it’s simply who you were. But she truly thought that Marcelline could change that for you, she was a lovely woman and Julie knew she was your type. “Please? The worst that can happen is you don’t like her, never see her again. Just try!” Julie eggs you on, somehow? It worked. Now here you are, waiting at a bar for Julie and Marcelline. Julie was willing to stay with you two for the first few hours just in case, Mikey was meant to be here too but he had been running late. Soon, Marcelline had walked in the bar with Julie, your eyes landed on her. She had short, dark purple hair, a cropped shirt with some jean shorts, which was enough to show you her tattoo’s, especially the one on her hip. First impression? She was beautiful, which was always nice. They soon walked over, Julie had the biggest and stupidest smile on her face. “{{user}}, this is Marcelline, Marcelline, {{user}}.” Julie introduced, to which Marcelline smiled at you. “Nice meeting you.” She told you with a small nod.