OC RP: Han & Ezra

 "So, you know I care," Han shrugged when Ezra came over. These days, Han was never invited to Ezra's, but he didn't seem to mind since Delia usually had him preoccupied. There were a couple of hours in the day when he could catch up with his friend since high school.

"About what?" Ezra looked at him blankly. He didn't look underdressed nor as casual as Han.

"I'm not sure, but I do." Han went to get his friend something warm to drink. "Delia tells me you're quitting at the library."

"So, I've moved on." Again, Mr. Straight Face without an emotion insight, until he almost spewed the old black coffee that had been in the pot since last night. "What is this!" Suddenly, Ezra's face was an ugly scowl. It made Han smile.

"See what you get when you don't tell me anything," Han smirked back and shuffled back to the kitchen in Delia's bunny slippers to make fresh coffee. He was in his usual fit, track pants, and an offbeat graphic tee.

He didn't have a real job yet, but was doing rather well, making some money online with a few side gigs. Not quite an influencer, but a very intelligent slacker.

"Why do I need to tell you anything?" Ezra snarled back, pouring the rest of the black coffee down the drain. In fact, he made the coffee for them, edging Han out of the kitchen. "I got on, at the University in research. The pay is good with benefits."

"Oh, so you can't be a blondie there, huh?"

"I was tired of it, OK." Ezra didn't look happy, to Han.

"Whatever." Han went to turn on the TV ever so nonchalantly and leaned back in his favorite cushioned chair, perfect for his long arms, and waited for the coffee to drip. "So what's up?" He looked back at Ezra, who was taking up the couch, thumbing through the stack of photo magazines on the coffee table. There were a couple of magazines with Han's photos, but they weren't paid gigs. He doubted Ezra could spot the photos.

"I bet it was that blue-haired girl's idea," Han pointed out. Ezra only smirked, but didn't say a word about her.

"So when are we going to meet her?" Han's asked.

"You're not."

"Why? Couldn't the four of us go out, on occasion?" Han wanted to know, but Ezra was silent again.

5 sentence story - Chinese New Year

 Benny waited all this year for a red envelope from his grandmother, but it snowed, and she'd gone somewhere with her new beau on a horse, no less. Sure, he was furious; he needed that money while his little sister Daisy was weeping over this mystery because it was getting colder as the blanket of snow covered their street. "What if she never comes home?" It was the worst Chinese New Year ever for the two, but Nana was off in warm Miami sampling Sex on the Beach drinks.

It's a Mix!

 Louis Tomlinson - Imposter (Official Video)

Eileen Noise - You Weren't There (Dark Grunge)

A Thousand Miles, but it's super emo

Zedd, Maren Morris, Grey - The Middle (Official Music Video)

Djo - End Of Beginning (80s Retrowave Metal cover by Darius Reig) STRANGER THINGS

Jane XØ - Dreams [Lyrics]

Running Up That Hill – Country Folk Bluegrass Version | Horse Shirt Girl

Matt Maltese - Everyone Adores You (at least I do)

Maya Hawke - Missing Out (Official Lyric Video)

sombr - undressed (official lyric video)

Hilary Duff - Roommates (Official Video)

Mitski - Where's My Phone? (Official Video)

OC RP -Dakota

 Dakota didn't know who he was at first when she was in the elevator going up to her place. His hair was dark now. She thought he was someone new. then when he turned, she saw that look, a lonesome look, and she could hardly breathe.

Ezra now had brown hair. She hurried to get off the lift and climbed the last few stairs to her apartment. Where was her mind lately? She lived more at Nav's than she did at her place. Of course, she worked a nine-to-five shift these days. Things were cozy, and life was good, but then it hit her that not everything was perfect. He said nothing. She couldn't say a word.

"I..I don't want to be a bad person," she said later to Frankie, who saw her in the hall and asked her in for tea.

"You're not," Frankie assured her. She brought out the Earl Grey, cheese, and grapes. It felt more like a mini meal than just tea, but it took Dakota's mind off this mess with Ezra.

"I just..you know, I'm not one to break up, you know," Dakota's face tensed as she craddled the hot cup of tea with both hands, sitting on Frankie's comfy couch. "They..they break up with me, first."

Frankie let a smile slip. "Don't you think you have a right to break up, if you want to?" Frankie's eyes lit as if she knew confidence, a hidden confidence that even Dakota had. "Ezra is not a baby." She shrugged. "It's not like you are texting him to send him over the edge. He's got friends. They'll take care of him."

Dakota sighed with a nod. She knew Frankie was right. "It's just that Delia, I don't know."

"Hey, I heard from Fiona that Ezra is seeing someone. Sounds like she might be someone Delia would know." Frankie told her, sitting on the other side of the couch. She popped a grape in her mouth and went back to sip her tea.

"How do you know?" Dakota felt as if she'd been selfish in letting Ezra go so quickly.

"I guess, I don't really know, but it's winter, and she seems to be keeping Ezra company."

Frankie gave Dakota that 'Let it go' look, and Dakota knew she was right. Still, she wondered if he was all right.

"His hair is brown now," Dakota said, pondering Ezra's life now. She'd known him so well. He was a stranger now. "I wonder what that's about?"