@rhodielazâ / cadence kelman.
Had it been up to Kristy, she wouldâve suggested she and Cadence meet at one of their homes. However, not knowing the kind of person Cadence wasâwas she going to be weird about all of this?âshe figured a neutral setting made the most sense. She wasnât trying to overwhelm her, after all. Selecting one of the quieter restaurants in town, where she excitedly instructed the host to look out for âsomeone who looks just like me!â, Kristy arrived early for their reservation, wanting to make a good first impression. Dressed in a very typical Kristy Meeks outfitâfloaty black dress laden with pink and white flower printâshe fidgeted some as she sat at the small, two-seater table, eyes on the restaurantâs entrance, until eventually spotting Cadenceâs arrival.
Instinctively, Kristy stood from her seat, bright grin rising to her lips as she straightened out the skirt of her dress. Being a total weirdo herself, Kristy had always dealt well with strange, but even she had to admit that seeing another version of her face in the flesh really was a total trip. She chose not to say so, though, and instead rocked on her heels impatiently, taking a polite step forward to greet the other woman as she approached. âI was so worried I wasnât going to recognize you,â she joked, gaze glued to Cadence as she stuck out her hand to shake. After only a beat, she decided to go in for a hug instead, not really thinking about Cadenceâs boundaries as she wrapped her arms around her. âItâs so good to meet you!â she beamed, unabashedly clinging onto the other girl like they were old friends. Eventually, she pulled back, but kept her hands planted firmly against Cadenceâs upper arms. âOh, where are my manners... Hi, Iâm Kristy. I mean... Duh, right?â















