Hi! I'm starting this new oneshot series. You can send me prompts based around these ships:

Clarke/Lexa
Raven/Anya
Lincoln/Octavia
Bellamy/Echo

You can either leave the prompt in the reviews, PM me, or ask me it on my tumblr: ishiptoomanythings
I'm open to any suggestions!

Here is the first prompt: Clarke is stood up at a restaurant, Lexa is the cute waitress that helps her through the night.

Clarke was early on her date, but that was because she knew that this place was very popular and they didn't allow reservations, first come first serve. She was slightly nervous, because her and Finn didn't really end well when they dated a few years back. But Finn had came to her doorstep begging for another chance, saying how he's changed and he was so stupid back then and that he still loved her. So, of course Clarke ended up giving in and he offered the date here, saying he got off from work at five and would be here by five thirty. It was currently..

Clarke checked her phone. 5:27. So three more minutes.

Who knows? Maybe they could hit it off again.

Clarke glanced around the restaurant as the minutes went by, frowning as she checked her phone again.

5:40.

Maybe Finn was kept in late for work…but he would've texted her at least…

"Hi," A brunette smiled at her in a waitress attire. Clarke tried not to stare, because…damn. This woman was just the definition of beautiful. Her eyes were a greenish-gray, a color Clarke had never even seen before but was now finding it be her favorite. Her jawline was just so defined and perfect. Her—

"I'm Lexa, I'll be your server tonight. What would you like to order?" The woman—Lexa—asked her.

"Actually, um, I'm waiting for someone." Clarke said quietly.

"Oh, then would you like anything to drink?" Lexa asked, taking out her notepad.

"Actually, yes. A vanilla milkshake." Clarke smiled.

"One milkshake coming up," Lexa promised, walking away.

Clarke looked at her phone, immediately losing the smile. 5:48. Finn couldn't be stuck in traffic, he lived like fourteen blocks away. He could run here and still have made it on time.

"I feel kind of bad." Lexa said as she made the milkshake. A dirty blonde next to her arched an eyebrow.

"You have emotions?" She asked.

"Anya." Lexa glared. Anya smirked.

"Kidding, kidding. What's got you sad, kid?" Anya watched as Lexa put extra whip cream, extra sprinkles, and two cherries on the milkshake. Indra, their boss, would probably kill Lexa if she saw.

"I'm two years younger than you asshole." Lexa huffed, making a smiley face on the whip cream with chocolate syrup. "And its just this girl sitting all alone while waiting for a date. She keeps looking at her phone. I think she's been…you know."

"Is she cute?" Anya asked. "And possibly gay?"

"I mean…yeah. She's drop dead gorgeous, An. But I don't know about the gay thing." Lexa sighed.

"No wonder you're being all extra with this milkshake." Anya grinned. "Lexie's in love~"

"Shut up." Lexa rolled her eyes, walking to the table the blonde haired goddess was sitting at. "Here you go, Miss." Lexa smiled.

She watched as Clarke's eyes lit up when she saw the smiley face, grinning slightly at Lexa. Lexa thinks thats the first time she saw the girl happy for the whole forty minutes she's been here. Not that Lexa had noticed when she got here or anything…

"Clarke." The blue eyed girl said.

"No, my name's Lexa." Lexa pointed to her name tag.

The girl laughed. "No, my name is Clarke. So you don't have to call me Miss or anything."

Clarke. Lexa liked that name. "Okay, Clarke. Do you want to order anything?" Lexa asked once more.

"No, still waiting for someone…" Clarke smiled sadly.

Lexa nodded, walking off to Anya.

"You are so screwed." Anya smirked.

"I know." Lexa sighed.

It was 7:04. Clarke knew Finn had stood her up. She sipped her milkshake, blinking a few times with the attempt not to cry. She should've known. Of course he was playing with her feelings again.

Clarke was startled when she saw Lexa sit across from her, placing a large brownie in front of her, along with two cups.

"Brownies and hot cocoa always make me feel warm and happy when I'm upset." Lexa smiled.

"You don't have to—" Clarke started.

"I want to get to know you, Clarke. Besides, my shift is over." Lexa ate a marshmallow from the hot cocoa.

"Then shouldn't you go home?" Clarke asked.

"I'm not going home until you are." Lexa shrugged. "The brownie is on the house…if you share." She smirked.

Clarke laughed slightly, breaking the brownie in half. "Thank you…for doing this. Do you do this sort of thing for every person thats stood up?"

"Only the cute girls." Lexa grinned.

Clarke blushed slightly, smiling more.

The two talked for almost two hours, and Clarke really enjoyed Lexa's presence. She had only known the waitress for about three hours, but felt more for her than she ever did for Finn, who she knew for thirteen years.

"This is the receipt for your milkshake." Lexa said. "We close soon."

Clarke looked at the receipt with a frown. "Theres no price here. Its just a number."

"Exactly." Lexa smiled. "Call me sometime, Clarke. I'd love to take you out on a date. And I would be the one thats there early."

Clarke smiled all the way home.