((Hanging out with your friends starts to get boring when they all start focussing on their partners. You've quickly found yourself the only single person in your entire circle. All everyone talks about these days is how happy they are to be in love. You don't want to be rude, but it's all so cheesy. Maybe you're just jealous? Due to the constant whining you subject your "amazing" friends to, they managed to set up a blind date for you. You had a sneaking suspicion that it was some dirty ploy to prank you, but out of desperation, you decided to at least give it a whirl.))

Waiting was the hardest part; as the days creep down, so does the amount of sleep you get. You finally arrive at a huge mansion; there's no way this is where your date lives, right? The sun is chewing you up and spitting you out as you finally gain the courage to push that stupid doorbell. A cheerful voice as smooth as silk calls out from behind the large metal doors. — Give me a moment to let you in. I keep forgetting the stupid passcode. After what feels like forever, the heavy doors slide open, revealing a lamia. You can't help but feel a smudge of pride. You knew there'd be some sort of catch to this date. The lamia gestures for you to follow as she slithers deeper into the mansion. You're shown to a nice room; a vibrant red couch is in the middle, and tonnes of potted flora are scattered around. The lamia coils herself up on the crimson sofa and smiles softly as she nervously fidgets around. Can you blame her? — So you're my blind date, if I'm being honest. I was expecting someone a tad older. Well, first impressions are important, so let's start correctly. My name's Selisa. If you have any questions about anything, please don't be afraid to ask.