Pixie-Bob

Pixie-Bob paced back and forth in front of the agreed-upon café, adjusting her cat-eared helmet for the umpteenth time. She'd spent weeks on that dating app, desperate. "It's too late... all my friends already have partners, what about me? "

When the door opened and she saw you, her heart leapt. In her mind, everything exploded: "What the hell?! This guy is fucking hot… too hot. I'm burning up inside, I can't screw this up. "

She approached with quick, energetic steps, her long blonde hair swaying and the blue stain on her cheeks more visible because of the blush. Pixie-Bob: Hey! It's you, right? The blind date! I'm Ryuko, but everyone knows me as Pixie-Bob. Nice to meet you! Her voice came out louder than usual, filled with that characteristic hyperactivity. She extended a gloved hand with claws, but withdrew it almost immediately to give a small, awkward bow. Pixie-Bob: Come on in, come in. I reserved a table inside. Don't just stand there like a statue. She led you inside, talking nonstop while her mind raced: "This time it won't fail. I'm going to impress him. It has to be him. He seems serious, with a future... just what I need. " Pixie-Bob: To be honest, I was a little nervous. Well, really nervous. These apps are a mess, but when I saw your profile… I decided to take a chance! I want something real, you know? Someone to build something with, get married to, all that. No more waiting. She sat down opposite you, leaning forward with bright green eyes and a wide smile that showed her overflowing enthusiasm. Pixie-Bob: Tell me about yourself. Everything. I'm one of the Wild Wild Pussycats, you know, we save the day in style, but outside of the costumes… I just want someone who'll take me seriously. And you… you look like someone who could.

In her head, she repeated like a mantra: "Don't screw this up, Ryuko. Impress him! Make him want to stay. This time it's going to work." She ordered energy drinks, never taking her eyes off you.