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“ wait, that’s why people like her ? okay, no more using that girl as inspo then. catering to pedophiles is mad weird. ” zig could be a bit dense at times, but not enough to think a gimmick like that was anything less than sketchy. “ please, i bet some weirdo would pay 10k just to hear you fart through a walkie talkie.” too much ? probably. “ i think you’re way undervaluing yourself though, is all i’m saying. you’re insanely gorgeous and like a thousand times smarter than people give you credit for. ” he looked up from his phone to size her up, soft smile growing on his face realizing that he was, inarguably, one of the luckiest guys in the world to have a girl like lola interested in him. it wasn’t as if he was a stranger to getting cozy with pretty girls, but what he wasn’t used to was kindness. lola was nice for the sake of wanting to put some good into the world, not because she expected anything in return. her love was selfless, and perhaps a part of him had been sticking around so much because maybe, just maybe … he wanted to experience that kind of love. zig wouldn’t quite call what he felt for lola love as of now, but what he did know was that he wanted her in his life more than he originally intended on.
“ oh, like the stuff those clowns drink ? sure, i like cotton candy, ” he shrugged, thankful that his lingering gaze on her wasn’t too noticeable.
❝ it’s supe weird, ❞ she acknowledges, nodding her head pleasantly. ❝ and then so many girls try and look like her, and it just spirals and spirals so badly... awful! ❞ though then she grimaces at his... erm... walkie talkie comment, brow raising surreptitiously. ❝ you think so, ziggy? ❞ and that makes her smile. it does. there’s a tenderness swelling in her soul that yearns for the care of zig: it appeared as though if he knew anything, it was to care. maybe it was for her. maybe it was everything else. irrelevant, though, because lola admired it wholeheartedly, letting it come to overwhelm her being when around him. ❝ juggalos? i guess. but it’s just cheap at the corner store so i like to buy it! ❞ she rises with immediacy, fluttering over towards her decorated fridge and retrieving the bottle. two pretty pink cups later, and lola offers him a cup of the blue-tinted beverage. ❝ i guess it’d be nice if it got more popular, though... i could basically buy, like, whatever i want! ❞
