Nalu "I sent a selfie of myself in the tub to the wrong number and you responded back with another selfie. Holy shit you're really attractive."

Hot steam rose around Lucy, warming her wet skin where it was not submerged in water. Sweetly scented bubbles slipped through her hands as she tried to grab a hold of the foam around her.

She leaned back with a happy sigh, grabbing a towel to dry her hands. There was not much she loved more than taking a lenghty bath to shake off the day's agitation.

And what better company was there than a glass of red wine and a good book?

Lucy was just about to reach over to grab her copy of 'Bad Omens' when her phone started vibrating. Her hand swayed and instead grabbed the little device, that had been resting right beside the book.

She leaned back against the stone of her bathtub to read the text. Levy, asking if she had time tomorrow. After answering, she decided to get a look at herself. It had been a few days too long since her last selfie session had passed.

With the front camera on, she admired her features, and the way her cheeks had become a rosy red from the heat. Positively cute.

Too cute to let it go to waste.

Lifting her left, bubble-covered hand up, she brought the glass of red wine to her lips and gave the phone her best bedroom look. The result was more than satisfying, and with a chuckle she decided that the woman who would most appreciate this work of art had to be her drinking buddy, Cana.

Bet you'd like a bite of this.

Oh, she'd show her. Maybe this, finally, would be enough to make the brunette lose her composure. Her thumb pressed enter, and she put the phone back down, exchanging it for the book.

It didn't take long until another vibration ripped her from the story. Would she ever be able to finish it? Putting it down once again, she quickly snatched her phone up, excited for the response.

It was not what she had expected.

"Huh?"

The face that grinned at her from the screen was most definitely not her friend. But what it was, definitely, was dashing.

She stared for a moment longer, her eyes resting on the thumbs up he motioned with his hand, until her senses kicked back in.

A million questions shot through her head.

"Oh please, don't let this be the wrong number." she murmureed to herself. This would be embarassing enough as it was.

Are you a friend of Cana's?

This time, she didn't put the phone back down. When her screen flashed up, she almost dropped it into the water.

Who? Nope! I think you got the wrong number, haha. But it was a nice pic! Happy thought so too! :p

What?! She bent forwards so fast that a big wave almost swashed over the edge of the tub.

You showed the picture to a friend?!

What? Oh, nono, Happy is my cat! :D

How should I have known that?

…true, I guess. Sorry haha. Anyways, I'm Natsu. Nice to meet ya!

Lucy stared at the screen in disbelief. Had he just introduced himself after she had accidentally sent him a selfie? And had they just started a conversation? How did that happen?

And, most importantly, what should she do now?

Her heart had begun pounding. She was enjoying this, and she knew it. It seemed so easy talking to him. For a moment, she pondered her possibilities. Her index finger moved over the screen, scrolling back up to the picture.

What caught her eye first, again, was his salmon hair that stood wild and untamed on his head. And indeed, behind him, on what probably was a bed, she caught sight of a furry tail. But his eyes - they were so captivating, sparkling as if they knew a secret. Which they did, she realized. Her embarassing selfie.

The decision had been made before she even realized it, had it not?

She found herself mesmerized by this stranger, and she needed to know more about him.

I'm Lucy. Nice to meet you too:)

Shivers travelled down her spine when she sent the message, and she wondered what would happen now. Was this the beginning of something… grand? Or, more likely, would he laugh at her and never write again? Oh dear.

She sunk deeper into the water, until it reached her chin, holding the phone up as if it were her saving grace.

"Please answer." she pleaded. Then: "God, Lucy, get a grip on yourself."

She shook her head, trying to rid herself of all the scenarios her mind was spinning. This would be okay. She had nothing to lose.

"You got this."

Then her phone beeped, and she almost fainted.

So… tomorrow, at 'The Fairy's Tail'? 4pm ok?