#segail

@sebastian-morey

Gail had a date.

This wasn’t the first time, but it was the first time in Swynlake. And the first time in...quite a while. She was nervous. Gail was very aware that she did not make a good first impression on people, usually. Which was why she kept herself behind a screen, where she was able to control her reactions, cultivate them in a way that was flattering. 

She, honestly, hadn’t even planned on following up with this date. Sebastian seemed nice and his profile picture was certainly cute (and a light stalking of his social medias showed a decently normal human being.) Still, she was not the kind to follow up. It was the same reason she still hadn’t met Dipper Pines in person. 

Amy, of course, had needled her about it, because Amy wanted to date someone and she probably felt like she couldn’t unless Gail was also dipping her toes into the pool. So, Gail was doing this for Amy’s sake. 

It was not hard to follow his instructions to the Morey farmhouse. A cute little cottage that reminded her of the trips she used to take with her family to the countryside. She made sure to smooth out her skirt and check her hair in her phone camera before reaching up to knock on the door and taking a step back.