They spent three Sundays in total making the lights.
Kai pulled up several reference images up on Lila’s newly acquired smartphone. It had an internet connection and an amazingly usable workforce. It had no mechanical buttons on it, aside from the central, circular one at the bottom. There were two more buttons on either side of it, as well as a few down the sides.
Kai borrowed it more often than not for school, using the camera to take pictures of homework questions and assignments from books and PowerPoints that he wouldn’t have any other way of accessing. She was saving up money for a laptop as well for ease of access when it came to websites for schoolwork.
Between the two of them, buying one smartphone was enough of a investment, and it was enough to use P*******t for inspiration.
They had spent hours trying over and over again to assemble the lights that they wanted to place in the café.
The tiles had been newly placed, leaving the build
“Is there anything that you want to eat next week? I only go shopping once a week,” Lila called out as she walked up the stairs, not making that final step to the first floor, as she leaned into the upstairs kitchen. Both Jasper and Emmet were there, putting all of the week’s remaining fruit and milk into a blender before it all went off, deciding to make a meal out of it all. Emmet turned to Jasper, who then shook his head, and turned back to her answering,” No.” Lila narrowed her eyes,” He can answer for himself, you know.” Jasper tilted his head, sitting perched on one of the stools stolen from the downstairs kitchen and placed upstairs, and told her,” We don’t have anything that we want to eat next week. You’re doing a great job.” Lila felt her face heat up, quickly moving onto question about allergies and other specific dietary needs that the two had. Upon receiving the answer that there was nothing for her to worry about, she duc
“Wait, how does that work though?” Lila asked, turning to face the man in the corner. He wore a pitch black suit and black sunglasses, blending in the shadows well enough even without the invisibility device that had concealed him at the tea table. “Eyes work by detecting light of various wavelengths to detect colours. This device works by taking an image and providing an approximation of the background, using cameras on the inside to smooth out the image,” he explained, lifting up an umbrella looking device from behind one of the table legs that had concealed it. “And the outline of your umbrella?” Lila questioned him, deciding that poking and prodding at his device would be a good idea to help her relax with the distraction that he was providing her. “The edges are curved downwards and the frame is inside, poking outwards,” he clarified, his voice calm and toneless. It was then that he threw the umbrella upwards, the big, circular convex hem
“You know, you don’t have to do all this for me. I had to do a lot of things on my own and I can handle it,” Lila tried to plead to Tweedle Dee, clasping her hands together as she made the most pitiful puppy eyes as she could. “Explain what you actually mean?” ‘Tweedle Dee’ asked her back, his voice blunt and level, not even turning around from the office desk to face her. It had been two days since Lila had been first sleeping in the office behind the café, while the guy who actually ran the café, and who had also been training her, slept upstairs in the bedroom. There were plush sofas abound for Lila, creating a place of comfort and security, and as soon as she realised that there was a camera in the room, after taking a quick sweep of anything that might perv on her before she got dressed, she had noticed the little glint of light in the corner. It sat imbedded in the wall, above the right most filing cabinet, and if it hadn’t been for the specific
“Hey, I’m back! And I’ve got news for you!” Lila called out, walking in through the back door from the yard. She wasn’t expecting an answer back, and shut the door with a loud slam, shifting her shopping bags around to free up one hand completely to lock the door, the plastic of the bags cutting into the skin of her inner elbows. “It’s good to see you back,” a voice echoed out from behind her. Lila jumped in surprise and brought a hand up to her chest. “Emmet! Don’t do that!” she exclaimed, breathing heavily as she turned back to lock the door,” Were you just stood there waiting for me?” “Yes. You don’t have many things to do here. There’s only work documents to read and nothing here for anything to think that you have hobbies. You also locked the yard door, so we couldn’t go out into the garden, and I couldn’t find a way to get up to the roof either,” Emmet explained to her, waving his arms about in what looked to be a way for him to look les
“I’ve been up here before,” Emmet simply said, looking out at the horizon, the wind whipping his hair up behind him. He sat there, knees tucked into his chest, and hunched over to rest his head down with his arms wrapped around him. He just stared out, his eyes glossy and unseeing. He turned around, idly looking over everything, out into every direction other than the two walls that sandwiched the café on two sides by taller buildings. Lila made sure to circle around behind him so she was out of his view. As soon as Emmet turned around to fix his eyes on the roads and hills that led out of town and towards the East, he stopped moving, his eyes wide and ablaze. He reminded Lila of a baby penguin, waddling around and huddling into itself for warmth in the cold, blizzards of the Antarctic. She remembered the old documentaries that she used to watch, and how she desperately wanted to be a nameless, faceless penguin huddled in with a group of loving, warm
“I’ve been up here before,” Emmet repeated again. Behind him, Lila said nothing. “Jasper… when I first met him, he had a lot of injuries. The skin and muscles of his back was cooked and there was a machine in him designed to kill him. He should have been lying down for about a week before he could try moving around, but he was standing up and walking after a few days. Don’t listen to him when he’s intoxicated. He has a really bad sense of humour.” It was then that Emmet turned around to see Lila, her face looking down on him with a strangely open face. Everything was relaxed, her eyes were watering a little, and her mouth was turned down. She had the same resting face as his aunt. “I thought that I could keep Jasper safe where I was, but I couldn’t. I had people to answer to, and I chose love over my job, my prior relationships. I miss my mother and my aunt. I miss my mother and my Aunt Minnie. I left my family behind,
Lila decided that she was going to go first when it was time to leave the roof. She simply stepped out into the gap, and let her body fall down the hatch, bending her knees and placing her hands down onto the ground as she landed, letting the energy of her fall dissipate and spread throughout her whole body. Her right hand and arm ached from the manoeuvre, and she let out a small breath before she stood up again, taking another step backwards to help centre herself. She looked up at Emmet. “I’m okay,” she called out, giving a thumbs up with her left hand as she clenched her right into a fist. Stepping out of the cupboard, she waited for Emmet to climb down and head the bathroom door open. Jasper emerged, rubbing at his eyes and Lila stretched out a hand through the gap to hold his shoulder, keeping him still so he wouldn’t walk into the cupboard door. “You okay?” she asked him. A loud yawn echoed out from behind the door and a
“Are you going to leave me to dig my own grave then?” Jasper then asked her, a wide smile stretching out on his face. “Hell no!” Lila shouted at him, “You’re not dying. You’re not allowed to die, you fucking moron!” “Yes I can, Lila. We’re all going to die one day, there’s not much time left for all of us. We’re all a drop in the ocean of life, and love. Look at Emmet’s eyes! We’re just little sparkles in it. They look like the ocean! I feel like I’m on a boat now. I felt like I was on a boat the entire time when I starving..” Jasper began to cry then, large tears rolling down his red, flushed face, his smile still sitting there allowed by a mouth that was stretched out into an easy expression. “It kind of feels like you were on something when it get’s really bad, doesn’t it? You lose your memories, everything hurts and your stomach feels like it shrivels up, your head feels really heavy and it hurts when you pick it up, everything spins and i
“Why’re you sleeping on the floor like that? Come on, get up. You’ll hurt your back doing that,” Doctor Marigold chided, dragging all her bits of heavy machinery around the office space to prepare for her demonstration.Behind her, Lila remained still.“I know that you’re not dead. Come, get up already,” she called out, stepping over a few sheets of paper that she had laid out to grab Lila by the shoulder and heave her up into sitting.The stubborn girl just flopped down again, not opening her eyes.“If you get the fuck up, we can move the flight a week forward so you can stop worrying about it,” Lucy Marigold shouted across the room.Like a rubber band, Lila snapped back up and finally opened her eyes.It had been harder to see the bags below them when they had been closed and Doctor Marigold wondered if she should buy the girl some sleep tablets.“I’m awake,” Li
Yolanda seemed to understand that she needed to back off and stop teasing Gretel, when the other woman's eyes suddenly misted over, and it was if she was no longer a part of this world.She kept the bubbling annoyance within her away from her face, putting on instead a mask of concern as she reached out and poked Gretel's arms, trying to maybe prod her out of her stupor and bring her back from the recesses of her mind.Yolanda had never actually seen somebody collapse inwards to a catatonic state over her own actions.It was interesting to see it all happen and fold out in front of her.She poked Gretel again, touching her in the face lightly to see if that would possibly work to pull the other woman out of her mind and back into the world where she was needed proper.It wouldn't reflect well on her if Gretel didn't wake up within the hour.It didn't feel as
When she awoke, she was sat ready to eat and was dressed just like her mother, in a pastel blouse and a lungi down to the floor.Lila looked down at herself and jumped when she heard rattling, noticing the ten, or so, bangles on each arm and the lines of mehndi that ran down all the way to the hems of her sleeves, resting halfway between her shoulders and elbows. A pin held her blouse shut at the top and a quick once over of her hair, with one of her hands, revealed that it had been styled in a simple bun and adorned with flowers.“This is weirdly romantic,” Lila commented, staring at the lit candles nestled in the variously sized candelabrums set around the circular room.There was no door, but a giant window which led to a balcony outside. There was no ceiling but the walls reaching upwards, all the way up, until they formed a dome in the same shade of dull brown that coated the floor and the giant, round table in the centre.The only dishes
“So, is she finally asleep?” Emmet asked the boy stood behind the counter. He was exceedingly slim for someone surrounded by sugar all day and Emmet could make out the outlines of his spindly elbows through his shirt. His face held a no nonsense, blunt, and almost bored expression. “Yeah, she is. She’s been knocked out on the sofa since I sent her back there,” Kai answered the long haired man in front of him, his hair pulled back by a ribbon matching his eyes before being pulled over his shoulder once more. He looked vain. “Oh good. Don’t tell her that I was involved,” the man asked, putting both his palms up to face Kai. “I’m telling her that you’re a fucking weirdo for that,” was the scowled answer. “No. Seriously, don’t tell her. She doesn’t like me and I don’t like her. She’s known my partner for longer that I’ve known him. She doesn’t trust me with him. Why’re you making that face?” Emmet tried to justify himself before giving up
“Are you sure that you’re getting enough sleep?” Kai asked Lila, watching her sway on her feet and clutching the front counter.“Yes,” she gasped, dropping her head into her hands, elbows on the table.“Go and lie down on the sofa. Go to sleep for a bit. I’ll wake you up when I have to leave for college,” Kai instructed her, tapping her on the shoulders and shepherding her towards the office.“… fine,” she conceded, letting Kai move her along towards the back.“You know that this just proves my point,” Kai pointed out, pushing her through the boundary of the door and closing it behind her.“Fine,” she whispered back to him, talking into the silence of the office.She let herself fall over the sofa, draping her upper body over the arm rest and letting her head be cushioned by the pillows. Shuffling a bit over to put her body entirely on the sofa, Lila f
“One! Two! Three! Four! Five!Now again!One! Two! Three! Four! Five!Now keep on going!”Lila landed each punch, timing her breaths to the count as she moved her fists, dodging underneath the swing that came towards her head, before blocking the second hit that came to her and moving along with the force of the fist that hit her arm.The swinging punching bag forced distance between Lila and Tweedle Dum, and she stepped back to where she was stood before, within the path of the moving bad, to put more distance between him and her.“One! Two! Three! Four! Five!One! Two! Three! Four! Five!”Lila punched the bag once more, landing all of her hits.“Okay, time for a break,” Tweedle Dum announced, grabbing the punching bag and pulling it back to him as Lila moved away from the centre of the room, sitting down on one of the rickety plastic chairs at the side of the room.She took of
“Bitch! Why’d you run off and abandon me like that!?” Lila shouted from behind the counter when Kai finally walked back into the store.She was waving her hands about and wore an apron covered in flour as the single customer in the store, an old man precariously balancing on his cane, slept whilst leaning on the radiator.“I thought that you wanted some bonding time with your family so I left you to do that it private!” Kai answered her, tiptoeing past their unconscious patron, in a combination of whispering and shouting.“They’re hardly my family and you left us in the middle of a public café!” Lila cried, not modulating her voice at all.In the background, the old man began to snore.“But you still talk to them a lot like you do to me, so I let you, and besides, I got about fifty more pages of Good Omens done in Waterstones,” Kai appealed, finally at the counter and opening up the
Gretel and Silver had their fun as he continued to teach her how the interface worked and how he had managed to figure out that the system was an older model from the lack of integration between the screen and the touch pad, and explaining how easily it would potentially be to do so once the technology, as displayed in this device, had been demonstrated and established to work in a functional product."We were working on something like this as well, back in the workshops back home for the company that I was in the research and development department for. We were trying to get our motion sensors to be as small as possible for more commercial and personal use of technology that we could sell to the public and those who couldn't afford the contact computers.We had no idea on how their tech worked, because of trade and company secrets and all, but we managed to piece together a few things by looking at the patents and when we bought a few and m
“Alright, the shop’s free. Why are you actually here?” Lila questioned, crossing her arms and staring down at the tablecloth of Jasper and Emmet’s table.“I’ve got lesson now. I’ll be back in a few hours,” the teenage boy behind Lila announced, picking up a bag that had been hidden behind the counter the entire time and rushing outside.Lila continued to stand there, waiting for a reply.Jasper couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t meeting either his or Emmet’s eyes.“Are you planning to leave us?” he asked her back.Lila’s fingers dug into the creases of her shirt,” I’m going to be leaving for a trip soon, and I’ll be back as soon as I can. Kai’ll be running the shop and will be looking after things, broadly. He lives here now and I scheduled my leave for when his school term ends so he can take care of things.”“On thi