closed to : @sphyrnidaes location : cutie pie’s, a corner booth
she should be at a florist in the next town over right now, but imposter syndrome has reared it’s ugly head once again, causing her to cancel all her afternoon obligations and instead retreat to her comfort spot — the same booth she’s been sitting in at cutie pie’s since she was a kid — and ignore all her responsibilities while drowning her sorrows in one of wanda’s famous chocolate milkshakes. and yet, despite the avoidance, she can’t bring herself to avoid work completely — the guilt is too much. and there are weddings to be planned after all. so, she reviews her notes from her first meeting with the future mr. and mrs. traeger, still trying to decode what they meant by wanting an athleisure chic theme for their reception. she’s so lost in thought, mindlessly munching on the fries in front of her, that when someone else approaches, she’s all too quick to assume it’s wanda. “ i don’t need a refill yet, but thank you, ” she states, not looking away from her phone screen, that is, until she’s not met with a response and instead the last person she expects to see is sitting across from her. “ this booth is taken. scram. ”