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Co-housewarden of Ramshackle dorm. An easygoing and carefree girl, Pepper was transported from her world after being hit by a carriage on a walk in the woods with her best friend, @royale747’s Mallory.
summary: your best friend convinces you to become the manager for a hockey team that she’s obsessed with: the marauders. of course, managing turns out to be a lot more than you signed up for—in more ways than one.
cw: none!
tags: modern au, hockey au, no magic au, no use of y/n, reader and lily are roommates
pt 1
“Please, babe?”
You’d think you’d give in after hearing Lily plead the same thing five times, but you’re resolute.
“No!” you respond, face pinched. “I don’t know a thing about hockey!”
“But you don’t have to!” she protests. “I’ll teach you everything you need to know. Scout’s honor.”
“You weren’t even a scout.”
She rolls her eyes. “Same difference. It’s the principle of the matter.”
You groan, tipping your head back onto the pillows of your sofa. “Why can’t you be the manager?”
“I’ve got practice same time as theirs,” Lily says with a scowl, as if the very thought makes her want to hit something (and you hope that whatever it ends up being, it isn’t you).
Ah, right. You had forgotten about that.
Lily Evans had been figure skating as long as you’d known her. Granted, that isn’t very long in the grand scheme of both your lives, but the two of you are going on three years now so you figure you know her pretty damn well. Even if you didn’t, the trophies and medals in her room would’ve told you that she had been skating long before meeting you.
“So then why do you want me to be their manager?” you ask again, still not entirely sure what her ploy is.
“Well for one, we could be at the rink at the same time-”
“The real reason,” you push, a frown tugging at your lips. “You don’t have to lie to me, Lils.”
She shifts uncomfortably. “That is a real reason.”
“Yes, but not the reason.”
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and reluctantly nods, brows creased.
“If you’d just tell me the truth I’d be much likelier to at least pretend to think about it before rejecting you,” you joke lightly, and you grin when Lily’s lips twitch upward.
The redhead fidgets for a moment before sighing, looking up at you. Her face looks almost…pink.
“There’s… this player,” she starts nervously, though you’re jumping to your feet before she has a chance to continue.
“I knew it!” you shout, pointing an accusatory finger at her. “You just want me to play middle-man to your romantic conquest!”
“Some might call it being a wingman,” Lily responds dryly.
You gape, then throw your hands in the air. “You’re deceiving me! You wicked siren woman, you’re trying to guilt me into this!”
“No I’m not!” She’s pouting now, and that’s how you know you’ll end up giving in. You won’t go down without a fight, though.
“Oh yes you are,” you hiss, eyes narrowing. “And what’s in it for me, huh? Why should I take all this extra time to babysit grown men who hit each other?”
“Because you love me?” she supplies, batting her eyelashes so aggressively you’re convinced one is going to come flying off.
You drop back onto the sofa, burying your head in your hands. “Yeah,” you say defeatedly, and you can picture Lily’s enthused grin.
“And we’re best friends?” she asks, voice teasing.
“We are,” you confirm reluctantly, voice muffled by your hands. “Though you might want to be careful after this.” The tone of your voice is clear: I’ll do it, but you owe me.
She squeals, and you nearly choke when her arms wrap around your side in a bruising hug. “Thank you! Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!”
“You have to pay for my hand warmers,” you grumble, though you’re not actually mad.
Maybe this won’t be terrible a little voice inside your head muses. Besides, it can’t be that hard.
Leona dressed in your favorite event outfit! Either an event he was in or an event where you come up with an outfit for him because he was absent, doesn’t matter! 💜
Nightmare Suit Leona. It was hard for me to pick because Leona is one of my favourites ^_^
