Unscripted

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CS AU Week #3: beloved tropes – a coffee shop/blind date au.

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“Are you serious?”

Mary Margaret looked absolutely sheepish as Emma paced back
and forth across the room, holding a crumpled piece of paper in her hand.  She had only seen Emma this angry on two
other occasions: when she’d gotten spoiled on the most pivotal episode of Game
of Thrones, and when Mary Margaret had made her hot chocolate with salt instead
of sugar.  

“I thought it would be good for you, Emma.  You’re always inside–”

“And what’s wrong with that?”  Admittedly, she did spend a lot of time inside.
But that was hardly her fault; plenty of her friends passed the time
indoors, doing all kinds of things.  But
Emma didn’t really have that much of an excuse.
The truth of the matter was, she just wasn’t up for social interaction
most of the time.  Outings were so…
icky.  It was like a debate match, always
trying to come up with something else to say while blurting a comment out
simultaneously, all while smiling and laughing at the appropriate moments and listening to what the other person
was saying.  Conversations in the modern
age had been degraded to nothing more than lines on a script.  And dates?
Dates were a nightmare.

It was for this specific reason that she was particularly
peeved at Mary Margaret for setting her up with dinner for two tonight.  This was the last thing she needed, and the
last thing she was looking forward to.

“I’m sorry, Emma, I didn’t mean to upset you.  It’s just that… “ Mary Margaret thought for
a moment.  “Okay, how about this.  Just go for five minutes.  If you’re still not interested after that,
text me and I’ll come and bail you out.
I won’t do it again.  But you have
to give it a shot for those five minutes.”

It wasn’t the ideal way to spend her Friday night,
especially considering the extensive list of television shows she was planning
to binge, but she would humor her mother at least for that long.  “Fine.
But just five.  No more.  Promise?”

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