A Dance with Candles
whispering-candles
She'd received the message on her phone from the project. Her fated partner had finally arrived in Koi. Though sort of worried it wouldn't work out (and that Fiore would find her a freak for being from the '80s), Marianne hurried to work on the apartment she lived in, cleaning it as best as she could. A first impression in this case would make or break the fate.
Once the work in the apartment was done, she took a quick shower. That's when she heard someone at the door, and hurried to dress. She'd never felt so... nervous before, if that was the word. If things went well, she and Fiore would remain fated... but if it didn't, she'd be cycled back into the pairing project to await a new partner.
Marianne was sick of having disappearing partners, even though it had just been that one boy that up and vanished on her. So she wanted this to last. Answering the door, she smiled.
"So, you're my fated match. I'm Marianne. Oops, sorry.." She moved out of the way, the smile turning sheepish.