#pearluminates

The clank of soda cans as Lapis pulled herself up from the floor. She’d been laying face-down in a pile of the evidence of last night’s partying. It was a party of one, as she still hadn’t been courageous enough yet to ask Pearl to stick around for her usual post-sundown shenanigans at home.

Hanging out all day was fine, and out on the town at night was too, but watching trash tv on the couch while downing carbonated waters that made her geology act up was just too intimate. The couch was for snuggling, and she just couldn’t ask Pearl to do that yet. And Pearl didn’t drink, so what was Lapis supposed to do? Work herself up into a drunken state while Pearl remained sober? Nah, man. Then Lapis might say or do something dumb.

It was much better keeping the two sides separate—her cool wild side with Pearl, and her dumb wild side home alone.

“Maybe if we were actually together, I wouldn’t wanna watch so much tv so it felt like someone was talking to me… like I wasn’t alone every night…”

Lapis didn’t mean it any sort of way. She’d only ever held hands with her past lover, and she only daydreamed about kissing in this sense that she was ever curious. When she said sleep together, she literally meant it. The presence of another person was the only way she could fall asleep.

Other than passing out.

“…Ugh.” Lapis dragged herself with mild stumbling to the fridge and reached for a water. This one, plain. No carbonation or special minerals. Just freshness flowing through her light.

Her gem glowed and Lapis summoned her wings, the action pulling all intoxicators from her body instantly, where they swirled in the water of her wings for second or two before she vanished them in a cloud of vapor.

Now stone-cold sober, Lapis downed the rest of her water and opened the freezer for a breakfast. She had done a grocery run last night, but that was before her buzz had even kicked in, so wouldn’t she have remembered buying ice cream?

“Huh?” Lapis pulled out the pink carton. It was decorated in hearts, likely for the upcoming holiday that she’d been hearing about. One of her housemates must have bought it for a treat.

“Hehe… finders keepers.” Lapis pulled a spoon from a drawer and plopped down on the counter to eat. She opened up the carton and dug into the ice cream. The spoon had just passed her lips when her eyes snapped wide open. She slowly swallowed the bite before putting the ice cream down.

“Oh man… Pearl.”

Lapis jumped up, her light-projected heart pounding. They hadn’t made plans to hang today, but Pearl wouldn’t mind if she dropped by, right? Lapis just had to see her, though she couldn’t explain why. Or what’d she say when she did.

“Pearl!”

“Pearl, Merry Christmas!”

Steven knocked on her door, bundled up in his puffer coat, hat, and much to his chagrin-- boots. He was only wearing one scarf though, but hoped she’d let that slide. He grinned and held out a preset for her, wrapped by hand, and well done, with a silver bow on top. Inside, was a phone case he had monogrammed just for her.

     So, while she hasn’t gone out of her way to connect with anyone as of yet, she’s neither surprised nor put off when she heads out for some exploring and nearly runs into a neighbor on the way down from her apartment. She isn’t used to having her force-senses be so dulled, and has to look up from her holocomm (phone?) and stop short so she doesn’t walk straight into the other person. She nearly lets go of her bag, too, and has to catch it before it hits the floor.

      ❝  —oh!  ❞ She says immediately, straightening her back and hoisting the strap of her bag up over her shoulder,  ❝  I’m sorry, I’m new and still not entirely sure where I’m going yet— you must be a neighbor?  ❞

a loud and heavy clang as she slams herself into the wall of the building, ow. brushing some hair back she rubs her face in irritation before her gaze turns to spot something familiar, perking herself up a tad. oh! oh!

‘ pearl? ’

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“ where! ”

wait.

“ oh. you meant me, didn’t you? ”

Lapis did not find wallowing as rewarding as she had days prior. She was getting uncomfortable being so stagnant, and eating wasn’t any fun at all. Maybe she was…finally ready to get out and stretch her wings for a while.

Climbing out of bed, Lapis shed her sweatshirt and opened the window. Cold wind blew in from outside and Lapis winced as she spread her wings, frost coating the tips.

“Maybe I’ll find Pearl. She knows how to have fun…but not too much fun.” Lapis braced the wind, stepping out of the window and jumping into flight.

Being outside felt good, despite the weather. She didn’t feel the cold, only the frost on her wings and the need to bend to the wind as she flew. She went higher, breaking through grey clouds and turning loops through the air.

Lapis sifted through a pile of leaves she’d pulled from the gutter. She’d dropped the gunk-covered leaves directly onto the sidewalk and ignored the dirty water that had soaked her body as she sorted for the right ones.

After deciding on two reddish ones and a brown one, Lapis spread her wings and took off towards the park. She landed just in front of the thorn bushes that had served as an effective barrier against prying humans. Using her wings to protect her leaves, she pushed through the briers and walked towards her piece.

The meep morp she’d been making out of leaves depicted a broken heart as the focal point, but as Lapis approached it, she saw she wasn’t alone. Another gem was admiring her art work.