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i feel like i'm drowning. everything is blue... and now i'm covered in the colors, pulled apart at the seams. [ amber liu; owner/barista at cafe legato & photographer; neutral. ]

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Last Supper

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“It’s a small place in the Gold Zone,” Eunji told her with a shrug, “The Golden Fleece. But if you really want something, I could just make it for you. I mean, if you really want something. They’re not that great.” The words rushed out of her before she could stop them, her hands coming to cut off the shere amount of word vomit that was spilling past her lips. “Sorry, I don’t want to presume anything,” she added after a moment, hands lowering to wrap around her steadily cooling latte.

Did she really not know? It had happened years ago and yet, people still still seemed to talk about it. The fastest Tournament recorded and the one with the most bloodshed. Her fingers tapped an erratic beat against the mug, betraying her anxiety. Even know, the sounds of the screams echoed in her mind, trying to pull her from the present and into the past, where the blood ran in small rivulets down her fingers.

“The Tournament,” she murmured, keeping her eyes trained on her latte and struggling to stay in the cafe, “I, uh, won it. A few years ago actually. It’s why people buy my things…they want something a Champion made.” The word sounded - and felt - like a curse, falling from her lips quietly as if said low enough no one would notice it, notice her, notice if there was still blood on her hands. It felt like it most days. 

She finished the latte, choking slightly when she took too large of a last sip, “I should go. It was,” Eunji hesitated, halfway standing already. Had it been nice to see her again? Awkward yes, but nice? Yes, she decided a moment later. “It was nice seeing you again. And the inside of your cafe.”

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Amber clapped her hands together excitedly, “The Golden Fleece? What a cute name! Ah,” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively, “Does that mean I get a special friend discount?”

“I’m sure all your embroidery is beautiful, don’t worry about it.” Amber shrugged, leaning back in her chair as she spoke.

Watching Eunji’s voice shake, Amber frowned at the topic, her lips pulling down into a frown, “Oh, I didn’t know. I don’t really keep up with the news, kinda ironic I know for a cafe owner since I hear so much gossip. Sorry, I can tell this is a sensitive topic. The Tournament never is easy to talk about, especially if you’re a champion.” In all honesty, Amber hadn’t known that Eunji had won and become a champion. That would explain her rapid rise to the Gold Zone and her disappearance... Mentally scolding herself for not knowing more about Eunji, someone whom she referred to as a friend, Amber did her best to put a reassuring and apologetic smile on her face.

“I’m sorry for bringing the memory back up,” Amber said softly, eyes downcast with guilt before it flickered back up to Eunji’s own.

“Oh!” Before the words ‘be careful, don’t choke’ could rush out of her mouth, Eunji’s own chair was already being pushed back. Amber hurriedly got to her feet to meet the girl’s gaze, a smile already pulling on her lips. “It was really nice seeing you again too. Please come back and visit. The cafe could use a little familiar face from time to time.”

Amber watched Eunji nod, a small nod, before she left the cafe. Sighing and turning back to the counter at the front of the room, Amber slowly made her way back to her old position, settling back into work mode.

Hopefully, she’d see Eunji again soon.

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.the little things .amber

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[...]

It was okay, his hyung was taking care of Eunji now. Then she’d be fine. She had the best protection this whole island had.

“It looks really busy, I’m not keeping you from your work, am I?” he smiled, apologetic.

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“One coffee coming right up!” Amber winked before disappearing briefly and returning with a fresh mug of coffee with a penguin carefully drawn on the top in the foam. 

Sliding the mug over to Eunhye, Amber’s lips quirked up in a smile before she spoke, “I’m sorry to say, but I don’t think an umbrella’s going to help with that.”

Amber playfully tossed around a ball of water before letting the water settle back in its original place. The water fight with Eunhye had been the most fun she had had since a while. And with the recent events, a happy memory was very welcome.

“Of course not! And besides, my employees got this handled. They’re used to lunch rushes. I think everyone needs a little place to settle down and sort out their feelings... and I’m happy Cafe Legato can provide that.” Amber smiled grimly, before leaning back in the seat and closing her eyes momentarily.

The nightmares came more often now, and the lingering pictures of Jinx’s body were a common occurrence. Amber just wanted all of this to go away. 

Clearing her throat, Amber continued, “How’s the Little Penguin? Got a lot of business?”

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Last Supper

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It was easier that way. Safer too, to not stay so close to others. To keep them all at arm’s length, so that the inevitable betrayal wouldn’t hurt nearly as much, so that her powers would still be relatively under control. “There’s not much to say. I haven’t been on many adventures.” She took another sip of her drink, “I live in the gold zone now, that’s kind of an adventure.”

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Amber rose a brow, “Embroidery, huh? What’s your shop called? Maybe I’ll check it out and get a little something to add to the cafe. And, you’ve got a green thumb too! Hey, maybe I can be your person water girl.” Amber cracked a smile before laughing and shaking her head, “That was a bad attempt at a joke.” 

"It’s the little things in life. I’m glad that embroidering and gardening provides you that happiness, especially when we’re all stuck on an island,” Amber gestured around them, but she smiled good naturedly, “But it’s nice here, on this island..."

At this new information, Amber tilted her head to the side. That was interesting. So all this time Eunji had been gone, and she had gotten herself into the Gold Zone. That was quite a leap from where she had been before, and Amber’s curiosity started to gnaw at her thoughts. What exactly had Eunji been doing? “Gold zone, huh? I guess you are right though; becoming a gold zone resident was probably and most definitely an adventure. Moving in general is an adventure. You’ve got a nice place to live, and you're living in luxury.”

“But,” Amber hesitated, “If you don’t mind me asking, how exactly did this happen?”

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[...] 

So he happily entered the café, disguise in place, smiling brightly as the lovely, bubbly Eunhye of The Little Penguin. He had jokingly brought an umbrella, despite the good weather, just as a preperation after their last meeting. He saw Amber busy behind the counter, so he just settled in a nice place by the window, waiting until Amber had some time to greet him – if she even still remembered Eunhye.

This was such a nice place, what a shame he hadn’t been able to convince Jongkook to join him here. It was the perfect place for a date.

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After the news had broken out about the death of a champion on top of a sabotaged Fire Ceremony, panic had spread like wildfire over Jangmi Island. Amber had been there, but she was unable to catch sight of anyone. Those dark figures were hard to make out, and in the impending fire, Amber had been able to protect as many citizens and tourists as she could. The ocean water had been easy to manipulate, and she was happy she could’ve saved some people from the harm.

Cafe Legato was always open, and with the recent events, it had stayed open around the clock. Here, she provided a sense of comfort and home, a safe haven for her fellow experiments and incoming tourists. The events had shaken her to the very core, and although she had tried her best to stay away from news about the tournament, Jinx’s body and the message that had been carved onto her body was all over every single television channel. It was hard to escape from news like that, and her death haunted Amber. Jangmi Island’s peace was shattered, if only temporarily, but still. 

The cafe was busier than usual, but she didn’t mind it. There were people who needed her help, the safety of the cafe, and she was happy to provide it. When the group of people had filtered past, Amber finally stepped back to take a breather. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes before opening them once more.

Spotting Eunhye, Amber’s grin widened, and she threw a quick ‘I’ll be right back’ to her employee before moving over to where the woman sat by the window. 

“Eunhye!” Amber’s eyes shone at the sight of the older woman. “What brings you here?” 

Seeing the umbrella in her possession, Amber rose an eyebrow, “What’s with the umbrella? The sun’s high in the sky, and I don’t think it’s going to rain anytime soon.”

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splash zone.

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“SUPRISE ATTACK!” he shrieked and he ducked away as she easily changed the course of the water before it even hit her.

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“Cafe Legato, my pride and joy,” She said, with a proud sort of tone to her voice. She handed over her business card, something she often carried in bulk, “Stop by sometime! The first coffee’s on me.” 

Amber winked playfully before breaking out into a smile. “Maybe even bring a date,” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. 

“Katara? Already making nicknames for me? How cute.” She watched as Eunhye sighed. She frowned, opening her mouth again to speak, “Aw, come on! It’ll be fun. I promise-”

Before she could finish, she watched as Eunhye grabbed the water bottle she had previously given to Amber, tossing it in her direction quickly before darting away.

“How dare you!” She shrieked, easily reversing the water to splash Eunhye back. Luckily, or rather unluckily, Eunhye managed to duck away in time. Ah, a challenge! 

“You cheater!” She yelled playfully before looking around for a source of water, spying the water fountain nearby. Drawing upon its water source, she formed a small ball, stocking quietly towards her target. Spying Eunhye underneath the table, she smiled victoriously before throwing the water at the woman, smiling victoriously.

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♦: Slow dancing

“No, absolutely not.” Amber glared at Arden’s outstretched hand, offended.

“Aw, come on, Amber. It’ll be fun, I promise.” Arden smiled at her then, like a little puppy. 

“I’d rather die than dance with you,” Amber hissed, eyes narrowed in total distaste. 

“Aw, Amber, you know you don’t mean that.”

“I do, and I swear it on my life.” Amber said, batting his hand away, as if it burned her skin.

Arden rolled his eyes and took her hand when she was busy swatting his hand away, his grip tight. He smirked, head tilting to the side almost innocently, “Oh come on, don’t be a party pooper.”

Then, he proceeded to drag the cursing Amber to the dance floor, smile growing wider by the second. She stomped on his feet as soon as they got into position, but she only made contact with his diamond form. She winced and hissed in pain, glaring at him all the while, “I hate you, idiot.”

“No, you don’t. Now, stop trying to stomp my foot. You’ll only hurt yourself more.”

♛: Sharing a dessert

"The fuck, this is mine.” Amber growled at Arden’s offending fork, glaring at the missing piece of chocolate cake that was previously on her plate. There was only half of it now, and she wanted to rip him to shreds for taking the cake. 

He smirked at her, mouth full with the chocolate cake she had just bought. He waved the fork he held in the air, humming and swallowing before he spoke, “Now, now, Amber, you know sharing is caring.”

“Well, I don’t care about you.” Amber said, pulling the slice of cake away from Arden’s fork. She took a bite and held it out of his reach, glaring even more when he managed to reach over her anyway and take another bite. “Are you trying to piss me off?”

Arden only smiled innocently at her, “It’s a sign of my love.”

Staring at the cake with regret, Amber stood up and promptly shoved whatever was left of the cake into Arden’s face. She watched with a broken heart as the delicious cake marked Arden’s annoying face. “Next time, it’ll be worse if you try to steal anything chocolate related to me again.” 

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♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse’s lap.

The TV screen flickered with the ending of the movie, and Amber stretched after being still for so long. Guardians of the Galaxy, followed by Big Hero 6, something she had seen her fair share of times, was something that Arden had brought over. They had watched the movie back to back, but Amber had always been a sucker for Disney movies. So, when Big Hero 6 had started playing on the screen; she had completely focused on the movie playing.

Yawning for a moment, she blinked the tears out of her eyes. “Hey idiot, the movie’s over. Get out of my apartment.” She said, turning to look at the boy who had shown up at her door unannounced with a wicked smile and a knowing glint in his eye. The only reason why she had even let him in was because of the movie and the slice of cake…

“What the hell? You actually fell asleep?” She muttered, rolling her eyes at the sleeping boy. She had been so enraptured in the movie, The Notebook (for god’s sake), that she hadn’t even noticed when he had laid his head in her lap. Groaning to herself, Amber made a mental note to never let Arden into her apartment ever again…. Even if he had brought along some delicious sweets. He wasn’t going to woo her next time.

Part of her wanted to slip out from under his head and place a blanket over him; that’s what she would’ve done for anyone else. The other part of her honestly wanted to just shove him off her lap. 

Obviously, the latter won. 

Shoving Arden off her lap, she didn’t even really care to check and see if he had landed unhurt. The boy was made out of diamond anyway. 

Hearing a low whine and an “ow”, Amber smirked down at him, lips curving mischievously. 

“Next time, don’t fall asleep when we’re watching a movie. And definitely do not fall asleep on me.”

She moved to the door, pulling it open and gesturing for him to leave with a sickly sweet smile, “Now, get the hell out of my apartment.”

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finders keepers.

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He came with only one goal on his mind, one book that he had wished to purchase as, not only was it new, but also a deluxe edition of a series that he held close to him. It was almost as if he were on auto-pilot, his body naturally taking him to a certain shelf in which his treasure lied. It wasn’t until he felt another hand on the book that the champion snapped out of his automatic trance and directed a nasty glower from behind his shades.

“Take your hands off this book.” He sharply demanded, naturally, as he held a higher authority over the woman before him. “I’ve been waiting for this edition for a week now, so it would be very much appropriate if you backed off and found another book to place your grimy paws upon.”

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Immediately, Amber’s lips turned down into a frown. Oh, so he was going to be like that. Growing up, Amber had never let herself be pushed around, despite her usually kind and patient nature. To let herself become weak and trampled upon meant losing her dignity. She tolerated teasing, even incessant teasing, but someone being outright rude to her? Oh, you can bet she wasn’t going to let that slide at all. Amber had been pleasant enough with this stranger, even going as far as sending him a smile and asking him a polite question. And what did she get in return? An egotistical answer that sounded like it was being snarled from the taller man.

Anger consumed her senses, and she threw all politeness to the window. He was wearing a mask and big ass sunglasses, covering his face from view, but she knew underneath those sunglasses, he was probably glaring at her, just like she was glaring at him. The tone of his voice was enough for her to guess his distaste.

She narrowed her eyes at the man in front of her, tilting her head up and raising a brow threateningly. Resting her hands on her hips, she spoke, matching his tone easily, “Really? Well, I’m in the same boat as you. I’ve been watching this edition for a while now, and I was planning on getting it for a friend. Grimy? Well, if we’re throwing insults here, might I tell you to go fix your attitude? What’s got your panties in a twist? I’ve done nothing but ask you a simple, and might I say polite, question.” 

She glared at the offending man before letting her own lips curve into a smirk, “And you know what?”

Amber huffed, snatching the book straight off the shelf anyway, despite his protests, “You can definitely wait another week then for the lovely old couple to restock. In fact, maybe you can even ask them if they have any in the back? Seeing as I was here first, I think I deserve this. Thank you very much.” 

She clutched the book closer to her chest and watched him for a moment, wondering if he would make a move.

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splash zone.

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[...]

“And of course there’s you, my sweet RoRo, I wasn’t forgetting about you.”

He looked back up at the young girl and pointed at her camera, smiling.

“Is that for a personal project, or are you a journalist or something?”

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Fishing out the money and counting it to make sure she had enough, Amber handed it over to Eunhye and smiled, “Thanks for the crepe!” 

She blushed at the compliment, running a hand quickly through her short hair as a sign of nervousness, “Aw, please. If anyone’s cute, RoRo is the cutest.” 

Amber nodded in agreement, blushing redder as she spoke “Yeah, I can definitely understand being in the food industry. Lunch rushes are the worse, but there’s a sense of satisfaction for getting through it all? And plus, it doesn’t help to put a smile on others and... yeah, talking to sweet (and pretty) people like you, Eunhye, is definitely a plus side. It’s nice to see the festival; it kind of lightens the mood on this otherwise dreary island.”

“Oh, this?” Amber gestured to her camera, looking at it fondly, “It’s just something I like to do in my spare time, so yeah, a personal project. I’m always so busy; I never find enough time to just relax and see everything.” 

Amber’s eyes lit up mischievously, and she hummed before speaking, “You know what would be really fun, after such a long day?”

She smirked, “A water fight.”

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splash zone.

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He shook his head, gently.

“I’m glad they’re tasty!” He handed her his business card, detailing the adress of the actual restaurant. “If you ever want them again, make sure to stop by.”

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Amber blushed, smiling widely at the woman in front of her. She ducked her head in thanks, bangs falling into her face before she swept it out of her eyes again. “Thank you!” 

Watching the water bottle she placed on the counter, Amber smiled before blushing again, “I got so lost in the crepe that I forgot to pay you for the crepe. How much is it?” 

Watching the adorable little penguin, Amber laughed at RoRo’s cute antics, head tilting to the side at the sight. “RoRo is so cute. It must be nice to have such an adorable presence by your side all the time.” 

Amber took the business card, pocketing it and making a mental note to visit the Little Penguin more often. If a single crepe was like this, she couldn’t imagine what the actual food would taste like. Her mouth watered at the thought of it all, and she nodded, “I definitely will! With food as good as this, you can bet I won’t be missing it at all.” 

She hummed now, watching Eunhye for a moment before speaking, “So, are you stuck in this stall all day long then? Must be kind of boring.”

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splash zone.

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He glanced up, smiling brightly, watching the girl fidget. “Special effects?” He glanced back down to cutting up some fresh fruit for in the crepe. Was she an experiment then? With that camera, he had assumed she was human, a tourist coming to take in the sights. Well, he was interested to see what she could do. Information was never a bad thing.  “That sounds fun.”

He handed her the crepe with whipped cream and fresh fruit. “There you go.”

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Amber laughed, “It’s still incredibly amazing to be able to do what you can do? It adds an element of interest to all this delicious looking food.”

She watched the woman make the crepes, her mouth practically watering at the sight. Watching the batter sizzle and the colorful fruit getting cut was more than tempting, and she honestly couldn’t wait until she could get her hands on the delectable treat. 

Amber nodded, “Yeah, if it has anything to do with water, I’m your girl.” Nibbling on her bottom lip, Amber looked around for a glass of water. Sure, she could probably use the water from the sewers and the pipes, but she didn’t think she needed to wreck something just to showcase her talents... Besides, a little sneak peak would definitely draw the interest more than a grand show. 

Spying a half full cup of water, Amber raised her hand, and immediately, the water flowed quickly to rest at her fingers tips in a ball of water. Tossing the water back and forth a few moments, she molded the water into a heart before letting the liquid settle back in the cup at the sight of the finished crepe. 

Amber grinned at the woman, taking the crepe and saying a quick ‘thank you’ before she dug in. For a moment, she completely forgot she was here to take pictures. She tilted her head to the side, “Oh right, I never asked for your name. I’m Amber! It’s nice to meet you...” She paused to close her eyes and make an appreciative song, “And your wonderful tasting crepes.”

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splash zone.

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[...]

Also. It was just so. much. fun.

“What would you like? Something sweet for a cute girl?” He enlarged the picture of the crepes enticingly and projected the little trademark penguin pointing at it and hopping on the pancake, before sliding off again. “Or something a little more filling?” and with that he enlarged a picture of delicious looking tteokbokki. He waited a few seconds for suspense, and then projected a little slide so the same little penguin could happily dive in it, emerge again and happily munch on one of the rice cakes.

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Amber’s grin widened as she watched the display the woman put on, excitement flooding through her very being. Now that was something you didn’t see everyday. Her fingers itched to raise the camera back up to her eye and adjust the lens, but her grumbling stomach pushed the thought aside. She was famished, and if she didn’t eat now, she was sure she would’ve- well, she’s actually not sure what she would’ve done. 

“Oh, there’s just so much to choose!” Momentarily, she became distracted by the little penguin moving through the menu, “How cute!” Her eyes slid back to the woman’s own kind ones as soon as she had decided on something. Amber’s sweet tooth was calling to her, after all. She’d deal with an actual meal later. 

“I’d love a crepe, but perhaps after that, you can tell me about your little...” She trailed off, unsure what to call what the woman was projecting. It was too cool and beautiful for words, “display?” 

“Actually, you know what would be really cool? If you’re down for it that is, if you project your menu, I could perhaps help with some special effects.” Amber suggested, playing with her camera strap nervously. “Only if you’re cool with it.” It would be extremely fun to wet potential customers, all for the sake of a pretty looking show, of course. (At least that’s what she would say her reason was, but in reality, it’ll just be fun to get people drenched.)

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Last Supper

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[...]

“The cafe is really nice,” she murmured, wishing she had something more interesting to say, “I like the colors.”

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Amber laughed at the blush that spread over Eunji’s cheeks. The compliment had been genuine, not that anything Amber ever said was anything but genuine.

“Well, welcome to Cafe Legato. I hope you drop by more often then, especially since you’ve got some money now,” Amber winked then laughed, shaking her head, “I’m joking, about the money part. I’m serious about you coming by more often.” 

She gazed at the cafe, eyes softening at the memory of the place when she had first acquired it. It wasn’t in that bad of a condition, but it was definitely plain and boring. She had worked hard to pretty it up into the Cafe Legato it was known as today, “Ah, yeah, I was hoping to choose colors that calmed and wasn’t too flashy. Thank you for the compliment.” 

“So, tell me, what do you do in your free time, now that you don’t have to worry too much about money?” Amber rose a brow, resting her face in her upturned palm, “I want to know your adventures, especially since I never really get to leave the cafe.”

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splash zone.

@phxhaha

It was rare for Amber to have a free day from the cafe and even harder for her to just enjoy herself. She always felt like something could be happening back at the cafe that might need her attention, not that she didn’t think her employees couldn’t handle themselves. But the promise of fun and entertainment had her more than happy to leave the cafe in the hands of her most trusted worker and then heading for the streets. (That, and many of her employees were pushing her out the door, telling her she needed a break.) 

With her camera strap around her neck and a bounce in her step, Amber set off to take a breather and enjoy herself at the very much broadcasted festival. Amber entered the crowded area, her attention immediately overwhelmed by the sights and smells. Stalls filled with food and merchandise lined the sides, experiments and humans stopping at each one. There were a variety of entertainment options, and countless smiles and peals of laughter filled the air.

Raising the camera to her eye, she turned on her heel, snapping pictures of many of the festival goers, stalls, and the entertainment. With a grumble of her stomach, Amber was already shifting her glance over towards the food-based stalls. She focused her camera on one of the stalls, one that bore proudly the name of the restaurant: The Little Penguin. How cute, and exactly what she was looking for. Food.

Amber approached the stall, smile alighting on her lips at the spread of delicious looking foods. She had skipped lunch earlier, and what would be better than killing two birds with one stone?

“Hi!” She smiled at the woman in charge of the stall, “I was wondering if I could take pictures of your stall here and maybe buy myself something to eat?” She raised the camera she was holding up and raised a brow.

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cre.ambossing

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♞

♞ - Caring for each other while ill

Raising a fist to knock lightly at Naeun’s door, Amber waited patiently with a fresh bag of groceries in her hand and a bright smile at the ready. She didn’t have to come over, but she wanted to. They had just been on the phone together only a few minutes or so ago, and Naeun’s own voice had sounded scratchy and strained. It was a voice that sounded congested and was a clear sign that she had caught a cold. Naeun had told her she was fine, that she just needed to sleep it off, and she’d be as good as new the next day.

That didn’t do much to stop Amber when she was determined.

The door swung open, and Amber’s own smile faltered a little at the sight Naeun was in. Her hair was a bit of a mess, and she was paler than usual, a blanket wrapped around her frame. 

“So, are you going to let me in?” Amber laughed, stepping into the humble abode.

Stepping into the home, she saw the coffee table littered with used tissues and various tissue boxes along with the TV still turned on. Watching Naeun settle back onto the couch, Amber sighed, taking another blanket and draping it over the older girl’s shivering form. She laid a hand over the other’s forehead, hissing and pretending to draw back her hand. 

“Damn, you’re burning up!” Exactly as she used to say back when they were kids.

Amber laughed, “God, this reminds me of when we were younger, and you were the one taking care of me. Guess it’s time to repay the favor.” 

Amber narrowly dodged a pillow being thrown her way and stuck out her tongue in response, “That’s no way to treat someone who’s going to be taking care of you!” Amber smiled and winked, “Don’t worry, my famous porridge will cheer you right up!”

Coming back with a fresh, hot bowl of porridge on a tray only fifteen minutes later, Amber handed it over to Naeun. “This is what you get for wanting to stay outside in the rain for five more minutes.”

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Looks floored and squints at her through a still puffy purple eye. "What the hell does that even mean? I didn’t hit him that’s for sure! He’s a champion too so technically it is an assault and a cowardly dick move. My hair changes colors compared to his supreme government approved kill factor--does that even SOUND like a fair fight to you? He hit me and I hadn't hit him first.he could have blinded me. Whose side are you on woman?"

“I don’t think I’m obliged to take sides, especially since you know I never really keep up to date with the news about champions anyway. I don’t think I even know of any champions, so you’re preaching to a deaf crowd here.” Amber sighed, “Okay, so you were only defending yourself. But next time, don’t go around trying to pick fights with other people.” She stared at his eye, shaking her head.

It was swollen alright, and the color did not look that great. “Let’s get some ice on that. Wouldn’t want something to damage your pretty, little face.”