Art Is What You Can Get Away With

the fool: do you have any nicknames? nothing polite, i’m sure.

the magician: have you ever written a poem or song about somebody else? poems. the high priestess: what is your dream date? anything is a dream with the right person. that being said, dragon tattoos. the empress: do you think you will ever get married? i’d like to believe i’ll end up roping someone in forever, yes.

the emperor: what are some names that you like? atticus, henry?

the hierophant: do you believe in ghosts? i believe in being haunted.

the lovers: do you have a crush? every day.

the chariot: thoughts on astrology? as much as i enjoy stars, i’m not sure i trust them to determine my future.

strength: what is your dream occupation?  a playwright, but i’d gladly take anything in a similar vein.

the hermit: what is your favorite soda pop? orange.

wheel of fortune: first three songs that come on shuffle? family of the year/hero, feeling whitney/post malone, watching a scene/dead hand justice: favorite color of rose? red, i’m a sucker for the classics.

it was no shock that the bakers weren’t for everyone. some less than others, though it hadn’t bothered luke at all. ❝ what can i say? i like a good musical that isn’t completely centered around church - or has anything to do with church at all. ❞ luke admitted as he was picking up his coffee to take another drink. ❝ maybe, or it’ll cause an uproar and who knows what we might have to deal with then. ❞ 

the ice cream in her bowl was just starting to barely melt, making it that much easier to cut through and that was entirely how lola had liked it. the silence wasn’t so bad, as it had given them both time to eat their food without having to worry about it getting cold, or in lola’s case - getting warm. once she’d heard his question, she’d picked up a napkin taking a bit longer than necessary to wipe at her mouth before answering. ❝ it was okay - just worked a lot, kept my mind busy. i think it’s better that way, too much sitting around could be bad - ya know? ❞ 

this friendship was something that lola had really enjoyed building up over the summer, and of course she had hoped that it would last throughout the year as well - but only time would tell for that. it was just easy, and simple, and even if they didn’t know much about one another, lola had really only thought that it had made the whole thing easier. ❝ ah, that’s a compliment that i’ll have to take to heart. keep it in mind. and anytime that you doubt something on my menu will be good - i’ll just remind you of it. ❞ 

❝ yeah she’s pretty good at that getting to things in the knick of time right before someone else can. ❞ it was really more of a weird super power than anything else, though luke couldn’t fault becky for that at all. it was probably pretty endearing to some people, as he knew that his sister was always willing to step up and do what was needed. ❝ i mean, you’re right there but your version of a musical would probably be better. ❞ 

this was a friendship - if that was the word, that lola hadn’t exactly expected, though since it had happened she really couldn’t see herself without chatting most days with eli. he was easily to talk to, non judgemental, and he hadn’t seemed to really care about the same vague things that others did. she’d taken another bite of her ice cream spoon then cutting up the banana on the dessert as she was looking up at him, happy to learn that he was also enjoying what she’d brought over for him. “oh good! i was hoping that you wouldn’t completely hate it!” the girl grinned as she was picking up a napkin to wipe at her mouth. “told you that i wouldn’t put anything on my menu that wasn’t good.”

it had almost seemed like everyone knew what they’d wanted to do, or what path they were taking in high school, and while luke did have hockey – that was it. if something happened, he broke a bone, didn’t get drafted ; anything - his entire plan would crumble and he’d be left with nothing. his grades weren’t good enough to get a real scholarship anywhere and that alone was enough to make him double think everything. ❝ ‘m sure you’ll think of something. there’s always a musical going around somewhere. ❞ the male had finally spoken as he was shrugging his shoulders, not knowing if it would really help at all or not, but hell - at least he was trying.