#lola02

Court could’ve been cleaning up at the games. He could get competitive...but often ended up feeling bad about it, meaning for at least every game he won, he ended up throwing one, just because he loved seeing how happy other people got when they won. But he had just let himself win one, stuffed prize tucked under an arm when he spotted a very familiar blonde, Coco’s eyes widening - as they always did at the sight of her - as they trailed Lola through the crowd. He froze for a few moments, quite possibly still in awe, even after years, until he practically bounded over to her, his smile brightening across his face. “Come on a ride with us?” they asked once they got to Lola’s side, lifting the stuffed bear to his chin as he - as they - looked at her with pleading eyes. “Teacups? Ferris Wheel? Whatever. Your choice.”