#re:lark

[lola-rai]

Closed Starter for @lance-a-lark​

It was probably wrong that she sometimes just laid there and started at her “roommate”-- a passed out man with curly brown hair who had apparently had just a terrible Fright Fest as she had. Lola really only looked at him because there was nothing else in the room to look at. White walls, windows that looked out over a grey cityscape, the TV turned on to either talkshows or the news. What she would give for even a plant to occupy her day. “Stupid wolf,” she muttered to herself for about the hundredth time since she woke up in the hospital. A nurse who overheard her kept asking what she meant and Lola just gave her the silent treatment. Which was better than lying. Right?

As she looked over at the man (Lancelot-- she thought she heard the doctors call him) she thought she noticed his eyelids twitching more than usual. His head turned, fingertips starting to move. Lola had a button on her bed to call a nurse but instead she just watched him, like a child watching a butterfly break out of its chrysalis. Finally he opened his eyes and Lola was surprised by how blue they were. “Oh God,” she droned. “You’re awake.” She rolled her head to look up at the ceiling. “I was really enjoying the quiet,” she lied. Maybe the silent treatment was worse-- at least in this scenario. 

[athena-decker]

@lance-a-lark​

“Welcome to the Key to my Heart event!” Athena chirped as someone arrived. Hollis was right behind her, the two of them looking rather matching in red and black. “Pick a key and find your other half,” she lifted her wrist where a key hung, while Hollis held his lock. “We have a guarantee whoever you match with is your soul--” she stopped, looking past the person to see Lark looking... absolutely terrible. “Mate,” she spoke in a disappointed tone. “I’ll be right back,” she gave Hollis a little kiss before rushing over to her brother. “You look like you’re showing up late to final exam. You look like you lost all your clothes at a laundromat. You look like a teenage girl at the airport,” Athena could have gone on but up close Lark looked even worse. “Are those slippers?” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “Lark, I love you, but you remember you were the one who broke up with Ruairi right?”

[ren-tapc]

Closed starter for @lance-a-lark​

Ren walked into the bistro, slipping his hands in his pockets and just getting a good look at the place. It was cozy, and smelled wonderful. A smirk pulled at Ren’s lips as he remembered trying Lark’s baking years ago. The man always seemed so happy when he cooked and it was fun to watch him work. As he was gazing he spotted a curly haired man wearing a chief’s outfit pop out from the back. Ren approached him, “excuse me sir? Do you know where I could find the owner. Want to let him know this place smells wonderful,” he grinned now face to face with Lark. Admittedly the last time they saw each other Ren was in a bad place, but he hoped their time together as teens was more prominent in Lark’s memory. It would be nice to have a friend in an unfamiliar city. 

[ren-tapc]

what your muse’s name is in mine’s phone: Bestie-Exie

what your muse’s picture is in mine’s phone:

what your muse’s ringtone is in mine’s phone: Cry Like A Ghost - Passion Pit

my muse’s last text to your muse:

“I thought you broke up with your boyfriend? Fine. Bring him!!! A strip club is a great bonding experience tbh”