"Fareeha come on, I don't have time for this! I- I have things to work on and-"
"And that can wait Brig! C'mon, i've seen the way you look at Satya and I. You need this, and as your best friend i can't stand to see you so bored and lonely"
"Wow thanks"
"Don't mention it" Pharah grabs her keys and drags Brigitte out of her apartment, rushing to her car. Brigitte slumps in the car seat, dreading what's soon to come.
The two arrive at a far away bar, named "The Bar" making brigitte scoff. "Wow, pretty creative name there huh?" Making the military friend laugh and she brings her friend inside where they set their eyes upon numerous tables with paper numbers set up for speed dating. A lump formed in the ginger's throat. Swallowing, she looked to her smiling friend, enjoying every bit of this. Brigitte sighs, knowing she can't do anything about it, rolls her hazel eyes as she walks up to a lady in front with a name tag on her shirt saying 'Host'.
"Hej, i'm here for the-" Brigitte calmly spoke as she was cut off by the worker.
"Speed dating? Well look no further, you're in the right place! Name's Lena, pleasure to meet ya love!" The short energetic brunette gave the poor giant a needy handshake. "I'm going to have you write your name here on this lil ol' tag real quick...there we are! Now if you can put this on your shirt, that'd be great!" Lena handed Brigitte the labeled tag for her to hold onto, which made the freckled face swede exhale and attach the tag to her shirt. Doubting her choice to listen to her friend.
"Aw now don't be like that love! There's plenty of new people trying this too. Some came back because of how fun it's been! Or they haven't found the right one yet, it's all just a big surprise waiting to be revealed!" The hostess said as she tried to ease the nervous girl. "The event starts in just a few moments. So grab a drink or snack to keep yourself busy till then! Have fun!"
Brigitte swung around to see her grinning friend, who was waiting for the girl. Brig scowled at her friend as she walked towards her and plumped her head on the darker skinned girl's shoulders.
Fareeha could feel the taller girl tense upon her. She faced her friend and gave her a genuine smile. "You'll do great, and if none of them work out, we'll go get something to eat. My treat, okay?"
Which made the younger friend shake her head, "Could we get that chinese buffet across the street?"
"Sure Brig, and don't be too nervous. From the people i've seen here, they're attractive so luckily there's no creeps here" She chuckled as her Swedish friend gasped. "I don't even know what questions to ask! Oh shit!"
"Well what were you gonna ask? Their favorite color?" Pharah raised her brow.
"...Maybe?"
"Brig! C'mon I know you have more game than that! How did you date Hana with that?"
"She...made the first move" Brig played with her hair strands, averting her eyes from her disappointed friend.
"Jesus..." Fareeha sighed as she rubbed her temples. "Just...play it casual, okay? I'm sure you'll be alright. Hopefully. Text me when your thing is over okay? I'll be in the Walmart right here looking around, kay?"
Brigitte was tight lipped as she looked ahead of her. The egyptian was right about one thing, there were plenty of attractive women here. 'Maybe this won't be too bad?' Brigitte softly said to herself. She inhaled sharply, shaking off her nerves afterwards and walked towards the bar.
"Five more minutes ladies!" Lena called out to everyone in the bar. Brigitte stared as the brunette skipped across the bar.
"What can I get for you dear?"
"Hi, can i get- ANA?!" Brigitte was dumb founded as she turned around to see Fareeha's own mother here at the gay bar. She was dating Reinhardt!
"I'm flattered, but i'm taken sweetie" Ana giggled as she laid her weight on her arm.
"Wha..What are you doing here miss Amari? I thought you were dating-"
"Oh don't worry I am! I just love to see the lgbt community and how they flirt, it's always so funny. Many different reactions I've seen here in this bar. So, what can I get for you to drink Brigitte?" Ana flipped her towel to her shoulder, ready to take an order.
"Uh, yea do you serve any Aquavit here? Probably not but just curious" The swede scratched her arm as she avoided eye contact with her best friend's own mother.
"As a matter of fact, we do! Your mother and I used to come here way back when and I requested to have your Swedish drink here. Not bad, but I have my heart set on another drink" Ana recalled as she turned around and reached for the gold and red bottle.
"Wait wait wait. My mother?? Was she gay?? Wait, did you two..?" Brig flicked her finger back and forth as she eyed the woman down.
"Well, last that I remembered was that she was pansexual. And don't worry Brigitte, me and your mother never dated" Ana said as she poured her requested drink. "More than once.." Ana chortled as she looked to see a jaw slacked woman. Ana laughed again as she set the drink down for her to enjoy. "Hey, it was very common back then" Ana shrugged as she went to cup her daughter's friend's face, "Make good choices out there alright? Oh, and don't tell Reeha I'm here, okay? She might think I'm cheating on Reinhardt or something crazy like that" Ana walked away to serve another customer.
Brigitte stared at her drink before her, processing what the hell happened. Trying to forget what happened, she chugged the liquid down. Making her shiver right after her shot. "Vad i helvete var det där?" She cursed in Swedish as she exhaled.
"All right loves! It's time to start the event! Even numbers sit at your designated table. Odd numbers please stand over here and wait to be seated!" Lena announced to the bar.
Brigitte grabbed her tag to see her number. Twenty. Brigitte looked for her numbered table, 4th table out of five. The swede walked and sat at her table. The table was set with a white cloth and a singular glass of water, accompanied with a plastic straw. As she reached for her straw, ripping the paper from it she spotted a note under her glass. She picked it for it to read 'You'll be great! -love Ana :)" Brigitte turned around to the bar to see Ana giving two supporting thumbs up. Brigitte smiled back and slowly turned around, shaking her head as she chuckled to herself.
Brigitte sharply inhaled, following a hefty exhale as the 6'3 woman slumped in her seat. She was nervous as everyone else was, well hopefully they were. So she wouldn't be the only one that was.
"All right Oddy's! Sit with your first match!" Lena called out.
This is it. This is happening. Oh god I need to pee.
"Nǐ hǎo!"
"HejHej!"
Brigitte was met with a small plump adorable chinese woman with round glasses that made the swede smile. The woman wore a light blue tank top with black tights with her hair up. While her top was...VERY distracting.
"I'm Mei! It's very nice to meet you" The chinese woman smiled as she set down her water on the table.
"H-hi. Sorry I said that already, I'm Brigitte. I could say the same to you as well" The freckled girl smiled as she tried with all of her might to not stare down at those big..
"I should say that i'm new to this whole thing so forgive me if i fumble a few words" Mei apologized as she took a sip of her water, covering her boobs with her hand. "And sorry for the shirt, it's all that was washed. I get pretty busy at home so it's hard for me to wash regularly. I am clean though!"
This made Brigitte laugh. "Don't worry about it I am too, what's made you so busy at home?"
Mei beamed at her question. "I'm a scientist actually! So having free time is very limited! But I do get most of my daily chores done" Mei chuckled which made the ginger at ease. Maybe this won't be so bad after all.
"Hey, that's so cool! I'm an engineer myself, so it's a miracle not to be covered in grease all the time. B-but I also shower frequently!" Brigitte stammered to say as Mei gasped.
"Wow! How fascinating! Do you mind if I drink my water really quickly?" Mei asked sheepishly.
"Oh, go ahead!" Brigitte assured the smaller woman. "Hey on the topic of drinks, what do you prefer to have?"
"Mm!" The brunette finished her sip and spoke, "I actually rarely drink, I'm always so busy but on some days I prefer wine over anything else. Or on rare occasions, Baijiu when I'm in a fun mood! Everything else just makes me feel all nasty" Mei squeezed her eyes as she stuck her tongue out, giggling afterwards.
"Hey, maybe when you're free we can go out for a wine date or that drink you mentioned. Wait, not like a date, just to hang out! Y-yanno as friends!" Brigitte asked, face red.
The asian woman giggled at her nervous outbreak. "I would like that very much Brigitte" Mei reached for her phone and handed it to Brigitte. "Would you mind?"
"Right!" The ginger made her contact in the woman's phone and handed it back.
Mei typed 'hi it's mei!️' to Brigitte as Lena called to switch tables. The woman got up and waved goodbye and moved to the next table.
Brigitte smiled to herself as she nipped her water. "That wasn't so bad... good even" The woman muttered to her lonesome self. Brigitte softly chuckled as she remembered the lady's top, blushing as she realized and quickly scolding herself to think such perverted thoughts.
"Hey there sugar~"
Brigitte looked up to see a woman who looked to seem in her mid thirties, twenty's even. White medium length hair with fierce red eyes who never looked away from the woman across her. She wore a white loose flowy top with tight black pants, with a belt that wore a skull which said deadlock. Matching the tattoo on her left arm. Topping off with a black cowboy hat on the woman's head.
Holy shit.
"Why thanks doll, you too"
The taller woman's eyes went wide as she instantly apologized. "Oh I am so sorry, I didn't mean to actually say that out loud.. I-Im Brigitte" The redhead gave a cheeky smile as she scratched her head.
"The name's Ashe. And let me just say you look so sexy~" Ashe cooed as this gained a scoff from the other woman.
"Excuse me?"
"Sorry about that, words just come and fly out my damn mouth. How about we get a drink. On me. Would you like that hun?" Ashe winked as she grabbed her drink and played with her straw with her tongue seductively. She leaned forward the girl, showing her cleavage.
Brigitte tried with all her might not to stare in front of her. She failed as she quickly peeked down and blinked back up to see the cowgirl smirk. The effect this woman had on her was pure poison. Ashe took the moment to lay her sly fingers on Brigitte's arm.
"My my, such a strong girl...however could I compete with that?" Ashe grabbed the Swedish girl shirt, bringing her closer to meet the slender face. "Do ya think you could handle me, girl~" Ashe closed her eyes; and moved closer to the red faced swede, who had no idea what was happening.
When a phone call rang from the cowgirl, earning a growl as she shoved the girl back and answered her cell. "What is it? ...MCCREE?! AW HELL NO. GET EVERYONE ON HIS ASS NOW! I'M ON MY DAMN WAY". Ashe abruptly hung up and looked back to see the sexually confused woman in front of her, painted with sweat on her crimson red face. "Sorry about that. A damn vermin cane by my work, and I have to deal with this right now. Here's my cell if you want to continue our little session babe" Ashe grabbed a napkin and wrote her cell number and handed it to the woman. The lady winked as she grabbed her belongings and rushed out the bar and drove on her bike to deal with chaos.
Brigitte was left speechless. She didn't know what to feel. Horny or confused? Maybe both. Yup, both. She took a swig of her water and went up to the bathroom. There were three minutes left so she might as well take advantage of her date leaving early.
As she did her business, washing her hands, she looked up to the mirror to see the red on her face still planted there. She exhaled as she splashed water over her face, thankful she wore her waterproof makeup. She wondered what the hell happened in just a short amount of time. Whatever happens, she's definitely not calling her. For now. She had to admit she's never been so turned on in just a couple of seconds. Just imagine what else that girl could do. Brigitte quickly got ahold of herself, walking back to her table. Luckily, people are still on their date, so she went on her phone and texted her best friend what happened.
"Fareeha, some crazy chick tried to get in my pants in like 2 minutes."
"LOL. What did she do?"
"The girl leaned to show me her boobs and i was like tf, then she pulled me closer to her. Thankfully a phone call saved me."
"Sounds hot"
" :O i'm telling ur gf"
"Oh shut up."
"But ngl, it was kinda hot?"
"LMAO!! Get in her pants then"
"I'm not looking for sex dumhuvud. I actually met a nice girl named Mei, she's sweet."
"Oh? could she be the one for my little Brig?"
"I'm literally taller than you??"
"You know what i mean, god i can't joke with u LOL"
Brigitte rolled her eyes as she heard Lena say once again tables were switching. She briskly said goodbye to her friend, putting her phone away to be met with another woman. A strangely taller woman. A woman who had short red hair, lanky figure and a stare that intimate a mob boss. She wore a black tight shirt with tan skin tight pants, and classy shoes.
"Dia dhuit"
"Hej, I'm Brigitte.. N-nice to meet you"
"Charmed, Moira. Listen, I'm only here because my ex is here and it gave me the chance to see her again" The Irish woman spat as she downed the rest of her alcohol. Making Brigitte laugh as she looked down at her fiddling hands. Moira took note of this and spoke, "Nothing against you. But it's the only reason i'm at this damn gay bar. You're an attractive lady, I'm sure there's someone else here to please you" She brushed off as she looked for her ex.
"Thanks... Uh, D-did you um see her already?" Brigitte's eyes glued to her hands, not daring to make eye contact at the slender woman. Apparently this wasn't the best question to ask.
Moira glared at the poor woman, "I have. But the bitch didn't speak to me the whole time. God, she's playing so hard to get. She knows I'm the only one to satisfy her needs, I just don't understand why she's stooping so low as to do speed dating" Moira glanced to see the freckled girl deflate in her chair. She clicked her tongue to fix her sentence. "I mean, we all have our taste on how we find love. This just, isn't mine...apologies"
Brigitte looked up to see the woman across her was still deadpan. Clearing her throat she told the woman, "I mean, I'm only doing this because my friend made me. I wasn't too keen on doing this myself" she chuckled, yet the other woman scoffed.
"Do your friends overpower you or something?"
"What? No, of course not"
"Then why did you listen to her orders? What was it.. Brigitte"
"I don't know.. maybe. Maybe I do need this? I mean, I'm twenty three and I'm still single. Guess I just needed that push" The Swedish lady shrugged, as she reached to drink her water.
Moira raised an eyebrow, "Are you a virgin?"
Which made the swede eyes grow wide as she choked on her drink, struggling to swallow it down. "What?" She stifled as she rubbed her nose. Moira eye rolled as she repeated herself. "No. I'm definitely not a virgin Moira. I've had it plenty of times with my ex girlfriend" Brigitte argued as she crossed her arms.
"I didn't ask for your whole life story, Brigitte. I asked because if you had it then you should be fine on your own. Get a toy, have a one night stand, you don't need to date if your life is fine as it is" Moira explained as she dwindled with her empty glass of liquor.
Brigitte eyebrows furrowed, "Then why are you here?" Which was a fatal mistake as Moira whipped her head to face the smaller woman. The red haired woman grabbed the ponytailed woman and brought her close. She could smell the faint smell of Guinness on her breath. What is it with women pulling her in?
"I'm here because she loves me and she KNOWS it. She needs me. You're single, you don't know what we have. So I suggest you shut your mouth talking to me with such disrespect! I gave you advice dammit" Moira spat while pushing her back down. Which made ladies in the bar stare at the commotion they caused. Lena saw the swede's nose flare, knowing it's time to step in.
"Woah ho ho! Time out! Moira, how about we go back to the bar and stop pandering the poor woman, huh? Lena smiled as she helped the lady from her chair. Moira huffed as she followed the shorter girl to the bar. The British brunette winked back to Brigitte, who returned a thankful smile.
Brigitte sighed as she drank the rest of her water. She went for her phone when another woman sat at her table. Brigitte looked up to see a curvy tan skinned woman with a side shaved purple haircut. Wearing a red crop top with black shorts, matching it off with white vans.
"Uh, i don't think the time went up to switch tables yet ma'am" Brigitte asked as she looked to see everyone else still with their dates.
"Eh, she was boring anyway. Wanted to talk to me about how she was a heavy weight lifter in Russia" The woman waved off, "The name's Olivia, or you can call me Sombra. Whatever you want, I don't mind"
"Hello Oliv-"
"I just can't believe you told off Moira like that chica! You have some balls!" Sombra laughed, slapping the table.
"Ha..W-why are you laughing?"
"Dude, that chick has serious problems. Crazy she didn't stab you right then and there" Sombra said she smacked on her fries she brought to table. "Mm, want some? I have ranch, ketchup, buffalo.." The tan woman said as she grabbed these from her purse.
"Uh..sure? Ranch please. But why is she like that? Do you know Olivia?" Brigitte thanked the curvy woman as she handed the sauce to her, dipping the fry and eating.
"Mm, yanno what. Call me liv" She spoke between eating, "From what i've seen and heard, she's been trying to get back with her 'fiancé' or whatever" Sombra quoted as she continued eating.
"Woah woah, fiancé?"
"That's what I've heard, but I don't think that the girl would just leave her own fiancé like that. I think that there's a deeper story to this~" Sombra swallowed as she continued to speak, "I think Moira is just obsessed"
"Obviously" Brigitte rolled her eyes as she ate the fries.
"Ay, but what if the girl had something that no one else could know? Hm? Like an artifact she had in her house, Or or! Yanno some special code?!" The Mexican cried out, practically jumping in her seat.
"You had a lot of time to think about this Liv, maybe it's just best to let the crazy bitch obsess. It's not my problem" The ginger shrugged as the girl sipped her water.
"C'mon, it's so interesting! And I'm bored so I like to be a chesmosa sometimes" Olivia chuckled as took a beverage from her purse, looking back at Brigitte. "Quieres amiga?" Showing her a bottle of champagne.
"What the hell? How'd you shove that in there?" Brigitte laughed, nodding in approval.
"Oh, I have my ways of putting things in their place~" The woman winked, handing the pink faced girl a glass, filling the empty space. "You're cute Brig, we should be friends. You're easy to talk to. It doesn't have to be serious, but I'd like to have you around" The girl raised her glass, waiting for a response.
Brigitte smiled, the two glasses clicked, drinking to their friendship.
"All right everyone!" Lena announced, "time's up! Everyone please switch to our final table!"
Brigitte and Olivia hastily exchanged numbers before moving onto their late match. Brigitte admitted to herself that maybe Olivia could be a great match for her. She was beautiful, funny, laid back, and overall a great person to be around. Who else could top her?
That was when Brigitte saw the most angelic woman she's ever seen in her entire life, sit before her. This girl wore casual attire with an elegant face to go along with it. Her hair was up in a loose ponytail, glasses set on her head. She was shorter than her but the redhead could tell she was older than her. Her body was curvaceous with the curves in all the right places. She wore a simple white tee with a light brown flannel to perfectly match with her black jeans, and topping the fit with medium sized boots. She was an eyesore for the girl.
"Hello! I'm Angela, nice to meet you" The angel spoke with a light german accent to the taller woman.
"Hey, I'm Angela.. I-I mean Brigitte! It's Brigitte. Pleasure to meet you Angela"
Angela laughed the most beautiful laugh she's ever heard. "Is this your first time? Or are you always this nervous on your dates?" She teased, as she took a sip of her water.
"Sorry! Yea I am new at this, first time trying this speed dating thing, i'm guessing this isn't your first?" Brigitte asked, "Not that's there's anything wrong about it of course!"
The german chuckled at her antics, "I've been here a few times, trying to get rid of these thoughts of my terrible ex, she thinks I'm her toy or something! But doing this, seeing new people, making new friends? It's pretty great.." The girl trailed off, thinking.
"Your ex sounds like a bad guy.. I'm sorry you had to deal with that" Brigitte put a comfortingly warm hand on the others, "Hopefully you find someone who's worthwhile"
Angela stared at the woman for a second, Brig could swear she saw a bit of pink in those cheeks. "Actually...you met her"
"I did?"
"Mhm"
"...Her?! Moira??" Brigitte cried out then quickly covered her mouth, apologizing. "I mean i'm not judging or anything if that's what you're thinking"
The German looked down, "No no you're fine, I'm sorry you had to deal with that. She can be quite prude.. It's why I'm trying to avoid her, but somehow she just knows where i'm going" She felt contact once more, looking up to see concerned eyes staring back at her.
"Hey, that doesn't sound safe. I have a friend in the police field, if you need help-" Brigitte was cut off with the sound of tears. She readily sat up and went to her side, hesitant to hug. "May I?" Earning the woman's approval, she gave a firm hug. Luckily, the girl hugged back. They stayed there for a while until the upset woman broke apart.
"Thank you" Angela sniffed, "I'm sorry for you to see me down like that, so much for a first impression"
An ache started deep in Brigitte's stomach. She shook her head, "Hey, don't worry about that okay? What matters is that you're going to get help now. And if my friend can't handle it, I sure as hell will. I don't know if you saw but, i was going to punch your ex for touching me like that, Thankfully, the host didn't let me, would've gotten ugly really quick" Brigitte scratched her head, chuckling to herself, clearing her throat she spoke, "Sorry if I sounded aggressive or anything, I don't mean too, I was trying to protect myself is all"
"I completely understand, I would've gotten upset if you didn't defend yourself. But it appears you have a deep cut on your chest Brigitte" Mercy pointed out, "Do you mind if I take a look? Don't worry, i'm a doctor of course"
Brigitte looked down, touching her chest, sharply inhaling. "Huh, I didn't even notice until now. But please, be my guest doctor" Brigitte smiled, turning to face her. She pulled her collar down a smidge for better access to the blonde.
The girl pulled out anti bacterial wipes from her purse, ripped the plastic and applied the wipe to the wound. Brigitte didn't move an inch, simply letting her do her job. The doctor turned red as she looked a bit further down her chest. Clearing her throat as she stood up straight, "All better!"
"Thanks" Brigitte pulled her shirt back up, "Hey since i'm all fixed up, how about we get to know each other a little better?"
"Gladly! How about-" Angela was cut off by no other than Lena herself.
"All right ladies!" Lena interrupted, "That's all the time we have left! Hope everyone had a grand time!"
Everyone got up from their seats and either went to the bar or out the door. The two looked at each other, filled with disappointment. Both kept quiet for a moment, not knowing who'll speak up, surprisingly it was the angel herself.
"I know we had a rocky start, but how about we start off fresh? Could I take you to dinner tonight? Unless you have plans today of course.." The german looked down, cheeks flushed.
Brigitte smiled, "I would love that Angela. Though my friend was waiting for me, let me tell her I have plans" Angela insisted on cancelling the plans but Brigitte quickly shut that down. "Don't worry! We were just going to go hang out, we do that everyday" She waved off as she texted her friend.
"Hey! change of plans, i have a date"
"HOLY SHIT?! Go go go!!"
"Thanks! i'll text u when i get home"
"Stop texting and start fucking!!"
Brigitte chuckled as she put her phone away, "Do you mind if we take your car? My friend drove me here" She said sheepishly as she scratched her head.
"Of course you can. Now, should I pick the place or you?"
"I have the perfect spot for us to go"