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[oberon anteros blishwick]

a little party never hurt no one,

that's why its alright

February 29, 2028
lulu anne blishwick

Oberon’s eyes didn’t leave his cousin, and his brain seemed to buffer for a minute. He blinked a few times before finally speaking. ”Sorry—you’re doing what?” Was a bilingual brain slower? Or had he heard that wrong. Though Lulu would know he wasn’t coming from a judgemental place. Such a thing had never been part of his character, and he supposed he had his parents to thank for that. But it made sense, at least after meeting Jimbo. The man was a ball of energy, but where Jimmie got her attitude from was still a mystery to Obie. And not one he could find at work.

For a second, his pizza sat forgotten in front of him. It was a slow day, and it was Lulu’s last day, apparently. And a perk of working for the Department of Mysteries was the lack of a formal schedule. Not that Obie abused that. He did enjoy his work. But today, he was craving pizza. So after ordering the weekday ‘pizza my heart’ special, he sat down, and his cousin joined him. ”I mean—” Oberon shook his head. ”I wasn’t ready for that.” He smiled sheepishly with a light shrug. Remembering his hunger, he took a large bite of the extra cheese pizza. ”Liveyourbestlife.” His words strung together as he tried to eat and speak simultaneously.

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[lulu anne blishwick]

“I know...I know, Obi-wan” she cooed, patting him on the back sympathetically, resting her head on his shoulder. “You’ll get over it.” she  shrugged with a devious "hehe" laugh. Lulu never had much of a filter with her cousin, he was the most non judgmental out of the Blishwick bunch and she loved him the most for that. Jimmie being the most judgmental. Uncle Jimbo being much less judgey. Her parents were haters and thought she was going through ~something. Whatever that meant.. 

Lulu stood up, pretending to clean the table across from them. “Please don’t say anything to Uncle Jimbo. I lied and told him I was going back to school...“ she revealed with a cringey smile. Probably because she was never a good liar, and word traveled fast. Especially to someone like her Uncle Jimbo, who had a heavy influence in the magical world. She sighed dramatically before continuing. "I didn’t have it in my heart to tell him the truth..that I’m shaking my arse and titties to Bad Bunny and other Top 40 Hits.” she told him truthfully, without a single ounce of shame. Lulus eyes widened at him slightly, nostrils flaring as she sniffed the air and was instantly triggered. Lulu slid into the booth across from Obi-wan. "I'm tired of smelling like garlic knots all the time. It just seeps into your pores. I can't do it anymore." she lamented, laying backward into the booth deceased, legs popping out into the walkway. Lulu could probably be awarded for worst Shift Lead of all time.

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[oberon anteros blishwick]

a little party never hurt no one,

that's why its alright

February 29, 2028
lulu anne blishwick

“Perhaps you’re right,” Oberon responded, ending with a dramatic sigh. For anyone else, though maybe not Jimmie, this would probably be a lot of information to digest at once. Obie stared off into the distance (or at the corner of the room) and then spoke again. “Okay. See? I’m over it?” Obie responded with a grin before focusing back on his food. In all honesty, it didn’t bother him. Aside from the fact that it was Lulu’s life and not his, he didn’t see the harm. Besides, there was a dancer at Club Indigo with beautiful light brown eyes who Obie had spoken to a few times and bought a drink after her shift who mentioned they paid well.

Lulu stood up and dramatically dragged a towel over a clean table. From a faraway angle, she looked like she was working hard, and the table needed extra attention and elbow grease. “…I mean…you’re learning something new, right?” He shrugged as he bit one end of the crust, “I—” Obie had just stuffed the rest of the crust in his mouth, so he chewed a bit to continue his answer. “—would also shake my ass for Benito.” He added shamelessly, finally chewing his food. Ask Oberon how often he’d watched Bad Bunny music videos for ‘the plot’.

Oberon could only imagine smelling like pizza all the time. It was a quick way to make one never want to see a pizza again. Not that he could even contemplate such a thought. Pizza was amazing. Carbs brought happiness, or so his Abuela always told him. But Oberon was always the optimist, and he looked at a situation and the endless possibilities—even this one. “You know, my dad always says, Si la vida te da limones…pide sal y tequila!“ His mother always shook her head and playfully rolled her eyes. He liked it because it mentioned tequila, but the meaning remained. Life gives you lemons, and you make lemonade, or you prepare for tequila shots. Either way, it’s a good time. “It's his favorite Spanish phrase, but I think it works for everything,” Obie added with a light shrug as he finished his second slice.

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[lulu anne blishwick]

Lulu smiled happily when Obi-wan stated that he was already over it. ”See. This why you're the best!” she squealed with delight, nodding her head up and down with a smile when he mentioned she was leaning something new. ”Yes, at the school of life. But not... I’m learning loads and it’s actually fun and no coursework..” she stated excitedly, wishing she could throw in the towel and head to the club now. ”If you pop in while I’m working, there will be free drinks...” Lulu smiled devilishly with an eyebrow waggle, hoping she’d see him there... It was only weird if they made it weird, right? She’d much prefer to see Obi-wan than Jimmie while working at the club shaking what her mama gave her. 

Obi-wan shared his favorite Spanish saying and her head tilted to the side with a laugh, ”There’s tequila involved soo you have my interest.” The blonde stated before asking, ”What does that mean?” She raised a brow toward her cousin with interest, echoing the phrase in a poorly executed Spanish accent.

Her icy saucers fell on his now empty, grease stained plate, shoving him a wad of napkins before refilling the canister with a flick of the wrist. "How about another slice?-Or a massive cookie? There's plenty of sweets that may strike your fancy in the fridge." Lulu tempted him eagerly, obviously milking the family discount. 

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(wtf I thought I replied to this I'm sorry!!! ;___;)

[oberon anteros blishwick]

a little party never hurt no one,

that's why its alright

February 29, 2028
lulu anne blishwick

Oberon’s eyebrows raised with curiosity. ”Free drinks?” Say no more. Fortunately, he had gone far enough in life to know that he would not meet the love of his life at Club Indigo, not that he entirely excluded the thought. Already he could feel Bianca rolling her eyes somewhere. The shock of the news had already passed, and Obie was over it, as they say. He wasn’t the type to linger on such things. He only held on tight to love and heartbreak but never a grudge. His mother had always told him he was far too forgiving for his own good, but in that nice motherly way, while Bianca always looked like she wanted to shake him violently.

”It means—“ Obie took a large drink of his soda. ”—when life gives you limones, ask for salt and tequila.” Oberon translated. The saying was almost perfect. A direct translation would say ‘lemons’ over ‘limes’ but it wasn’t something he dwelled on. But he always smiled when his father said it in his imperfect Spanish. Now that his plate was empty, Lulu offered him more food. Obie paused, hearing his Abuela’s voice in his head commenting on his belly. Though when Oberon looked down, he could never see what she was talking about, and his mother insisted he wasn’t eating enough. ”I wouldn’t mind another slice.” He responded with a grin. ”So, what else is new prima?” Oberon leaned back so his arms rested on the top edge of the booth seat.

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[lulu anne blishwick]

“Now those are rules I can get behind..” she nodded her head up and down with amusement, cradling her chin in her palm lazily as she watched her cousin eat. As much as she hated pizza these days, she loved watching people enjoy slices she prepared on her own. Maybe that would be the part she missed the most working at her uncles pizzeria.

Obie asked if there was anything else new in her life and she tried to keep her eyes from glazing over with tears. “Nothing.” She frowned, with a deep, dramatic sigh. “Still dealing with a stupid broken heart. I managed to fuck everything up all on my own. When does a broken heart feel less…broken?” she babbled on, her emotions bubbling deep inside her chest. Lulu had a tendency to over share with her cousin at times because she admittedly had no filter.

“Have you ever been in love?” Lulu asked curiously, hoping her cousin would have some words of wisdom to share with her. Even if she suspected his advice would include lemons and tequila, again. Lulu summoned another slice with a flick of her hand, where it appeared in front of Obie.


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[oberon anteros blishwick]

a little party never hurt no one,

that's why its alright

February 29, 2028
lulu anne blishwick

Obie grinned in response. If any of his cousins on this side of the world matched his energy, it was Lulu. Nobody quite wore their heart on their sleeve like he did, though. His mother always warned him when he would visit home, trying to hide the sadness in his eyes. At least she tried to comfort him rather than the ‘I told you so’ he would get from Bianca occasionally. ”And they always say listen to your parents, right?” So, if Jackson Blishwick was touting such advice to his son—well, Obie felt obligated to apply it.

But Lulu’s expression drastically changed. Obie frowned. He sighed in return, putting his napkin on the table. And the question she asked made him pause. Memories flooded his mind: the good and the bad, but only reminders of his seemingly endless search. ”Yes.” His gaze focused on the table as he recalled the first time he fell for someone. ”It takes time.” Obie offered. It was a complicated topic for him. ”What happened with him?” Perhaps getting more details would give him an idea of something supportive to say.

”Prima—relationships are complicated. And sometimes things are just out of your control.” Obie paused, forgetting about the fresh slice of pizza for a moment. ”Sometimes the timing isn’t there, or people grow apart or whatever.” Or you end up a sucker like Oberon, walking around with rose-colored lenses until the truth reveals itself.

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[lulu anne blishwick]

Lulu's eyes searched Obie's expression for any answers but he seemed as confused about the topic of love as her. Love was truly a battlefield. Her heart began to beat like a drum in her chest, knowing she didn't want to admit to her faults. This was all of her fault after all, right?

Taking a pathetic breath in she started to speak but closed her mouth because she squeaked. She tried again. ”This was all my own doing..” Lulu confessed, bottom lip beginning to quiver. ”I told him I love him but wasn’t in love him with anymore..” she told him in short, swallowing hard as tears prickled her eyes as she hung her head down in shame. That alone sounded so mean. Lulu tried to hold back the waterworks but her tear ducts immediately betrayed her. ”Arlo is such a great guy I think I was just too comfortable so my stupid brain sabotaged it all..” she whined with a whimper, raising her hands to cover her face as she started to sob pathetically. Thank Merlin it was a slow day at the pizza joint and no one but Obie was around to see the display. Lulu took in a deep breath in an attempt to gather herself together.

After a couple of huffs and puffs she looked at her older and wiser cousin for answers, ”Why am I crying as if I’m the one who didn’t break his heart, Obie?” she asked dramatically as she reached for a wad of napkins and blotted them under her runny mascara. "People say 'time heals' but bollocks I still feel horrible."


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