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Lola August Catch-All

who: Lola, and people! Even you!
what: Lola catch-all covering August
when: Throughout August
where: Various places, Lola has a few dates and a few run-ins with people.
warnings: Um, cuteness? Any thread that needs a warning will get it.

For right now all of the prompts here are going to be closed to specific people. I'll add a few open prompts later as I think of them. If you wanna PM this journal, private plurk me

Rakath or hit me on discord (purplerakath#9681) to plot I am down!

All prompts are in prose, but I'll match styles with anyone who tags back.

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It's Too Early. "I think a little after 6 a.m.," he says. "I'm heading out to work soon. Thought it was weird seeing a stranger on the couch."

He figures she's one of the 'regulars' that Edward mentioned to him before. And even if this is the case, he feels bad waking her up into confusion, in what's probably a weird environment for her, so he offers her some kindness.

"You want some cereal or something?"

"Hmm... last I remember... it was about seven..." Lola's looking a little more awake, and after a few moments of serious thought, "I've been asleep for that long!?"

With that her hair became a very vibrant bubblegum pink as she's now very awake. This was definitely not her. She'd probably need to take it easy for a few days if she's going to keep having issues falling asleep like this. Still... she's imposed, there's only one thing she can do.

"Um, if you have time, I can make something more than cereal for you, like scrambled eggs. If you have eggs in your kitchen anyway..." She can't impose unless she's helping in some way, making breakfast for both of them would make things... well, less weird? If that's a thing.

He has some difficulty listening to her offer, as changing hair color isn't something he sees every day. Since arriving in Riverview he's learned restraint, so he doesn't ask about it, but it's obvious that he noticed. There's a pause as he processes this, then is able to mentally catch up and respond.

"Actually, eggs do sound kinda good." He does, actually, have some eggs. He had bought them in an attempt to try cooking real food, but it didn't go well, so he needs to get rid of them without actually attempting to cook them himself.

"Oh—by the way, I'm Magnus."

Everyone noticed, why have hair that changes colors if nobody pays it any mind? She just smiles, waits for the question, and when it doesn't happen goes on to the next bit. "Um, scrambled or is there any other way you want them?"

She doesn't wait for an answer as she heads over and starts taking inventory of the stuff she'd need just for general cooking of breakfast. "I'm Lola, Yuffie's friend. Sorta Ed's friend too. Al and Jason seem to like me. I mean, I keep bringing cookies so what isn't to like?"

"I don't normally just fall asleep on other people's sofas. But I've been really worn out the past week."

As she lists off the names, he kind of laughs to himself. "I'm like, really new here. I've met Ed and Yuffie, and that's it. I'm sure I've seen the other dudes' faces but I don't know which dudes they are. I guess Al is the one that looks like Ed, maybe..." He kind of drifts off into talking to himself, but he pulls himself back.

"Sorry. Scrambled works for me!" He pulls his carton of eggs from the fridge, then starts retrieving the supplies. "Thanks for cooking. I... don't know how." He shrugs. "I tried a few days ago and it ended badly. I'm gonna hold off on trying again. But if I can help you out at all, let me know."

Once he's through with setup, he maneuvers himself out of her way, but still in a decent talking distance. "What's got you down, kid?"

"Oh, well, they all seem to hang out together so it shouldn't be too long before you know more of your floormates. And Al looks like Ed, only he's cuter."

Lola hums to herself as she starts to work on cooking, there is a lot to do and she probably should figure out about her tired issue. "Don't worry about it, a lot of people come here not knowing how to cook. I think it's just... a thing."

"Huh? I'm not down, just really tired all the time. Especially after spending time with someone who I worry about a little. Things like that. I dunno... it's new." Lola mused about herself, completely undistracted from cooking. Her hands moving and making sure everything is just so as if she's been cooking for a long time. "I feel pretty good right now but I'll probably just get tired again when I go back to my floor, or to work, or school."

"You sure? Usually when I get worn out all the time it means I'm depressed." Although he's worried—he has a natural habit of being concerned about folks—he doesn't push it. "But also sometimes it just means I'm tired."

He reacts when she mentions school. "That's probably what's making you so tired. School suuuuucks." Super Cool Relatable Adult Magnus has all the answers.

"Umm... no, I don't think so. I mean I keep worrying about some people I know here... but I've been great." Except for the sleepy thing, but that's not that big a deal. This is the first time she's woken up someplace strange so it's fine!

"I don't hate school, it just feels harder starting over. Without my friends." That's because, Lola, most of your almost passing grades are thanks to help from your friends studying. Working on it by yourself has been messing with you.

"Yeah, I feel that."

But do you, Magnus? The reason he ended up here in the first place is because he felt like he didn't belong where he was. Like he didn't have anyone to leave behind. ...But he's already dedicated himself to being Cool and Relatable in front of this Youth, so.

"Hey, I hope it's not rude to ask, but how'd you end up on this floor, anyway? D'you sleep walk or something?"

"Um, I was bringing some of the spices and vegetables from the garden someone made on my floor. She promised Ed she'd share from there before she left. I guess after putting stuff away I just decided to close my eyes for a second..."

Lola still hadn't figured out what to do with Li's gardening supplies, she'd have to work on that. Or she could keep culling it of stuff ready to be used and then just get rid of it. It did help with budgeting food but not by much. "And then it was morning."

She was making quick work of breakfast, cooking and prepping plates like she's seen done a hundred times at the diner. But she manages to break long enough to check her reflection and will her hair back to her more favored blue color. "At least it was a good sleep, I don't normally end up with pink unless I slept really well."

"Huh. I wonder what's making you so tired." He's glad she brought up the hair thing. "I was gonna say something about it before, but I didn't wanna be rude. So I guess the hair thing is normal?"

Since she's just about done cooking, he walks to the fridge and pulls out some juice. "You want a glass?"

"If I knew I'd, I dunno, stop doing it?" That's all she could really think about with it. "And yeah, I had it done here. Most people make a big deal about it."

Lola was working on plating, "Sure, definitely! Thank you." She's smiling and happy, that's good right?

He sets two glasses of orange juice out on the table, inviting her to take a seat when she's ready, and takes his own.

"That's something you can do here? You can just walk into a barbershop and say, 'Hey, can I get some of that magic hair'?" He seems excited at the prospect. "Awesome!"

"Um, yes and no. It isn't really cheap. I could only afford it because of a voucher I got sent?" She won a contest, or it was a birthday present, the point is it happened and she got it and she liked it.

She set down the plates and took her own glass, "But this place has some amazing tech, I mean. I have hair that kinda reads my mind to change color. Who would even think of a thing like that?"

He's admittedly a little disappointed that the color-changing hair thing isn't so easy to obtain. "Darn, I was considering getting magic hair for a second." He shrugs. "Oh well. I feel like I probably couldn't pull it off as well as you could."

He digs into his breakfast. He's been spoiled with Taako's outstanding food lately, but there's nothing wrong with Lola's cooking. "Good job on the eggs."

"Science hair. If it was magic hair I'd never have done it," Lola didn't get science, she wasn't smart enough, but she trusted science. She knew that, above all, it had rules that maybe someone could explain to her. "I mean, it can be any color so... I mean, it's hard to screw up any possible color."

"You can't really... mess up scrambled eggs." Lola doesn't understand how to screw up eggs, but she's been around food all her life so she's pretty okay with it. Still, praise is praise, she's smiling as she works on her own food.

He grins at her comment. Trust me, Lola, you can screw up eggs, and this guy has definitely screwed them up. Badly.

He checks the time on his phone. "Oh, crap, I gotta finish getting ready for work. I wasn't paying attention." He gets up from his chair. "Don't worry about clean-up, I'll handle it before I head out." Before he walks away, he turns to her one last time. "Thanks again for breakfast. Will I be seeing you around Floor Six again?"

Lola's slowly working on her food, she's not overly concerned cause she should probably just call in about her lunch shift. She has time to think about it though. She didn't get morning shifts while classes were a thing. "Sorry, but at least it was better food than cereal."

See, she helps. "Um... not, in the morning. But like, so long as Yuffie and Ed live here I'll probably be around?"

"Nice!" He hates that he has to skip out on her like this, but is happy to hear she'll be around regularly. "Next time we see each other hopefully we'll be able to have a real conversation!" He gives her a smile and a wave before he walks back into his room to grab his things. (And says "Bye!" once more as he passes through the common room on his way out.)

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