Name: Liliana
Age: Adult
Identity: straight female (she/her)
Personality Traits:
Ditzy
Very outgoing
Hates confrontation
Unbelievably Naive
Sees the best in every kal
Extremely kind
Clumsy
Likes:
Ice cream, Animals and Chocolate
Hiking (despite being clumsy lol), Sleeping
Making others laugh
Dislikes:
Being pranked
Being made fun of at the expense of a joke
When people try to over-analyze her feelings
Liliana was a very sheltered kal, and that shows with her personality. Her parents never really let her do anything growing up in fear that “their pretty little princess” would get hurt, so when she had the freedom she went buck wild and got in a lot of trouble. She barely knows how the world works and could use some guidance.
Name: Kreese
Age: young adult
Identity: bisexual man (he/him)
Personality Traits:
Introverted
Deeply Loyal
Sarcastic
Family Orientated
Slightly Competitive
Kind and Sensitive
Anxious deep down
Likes:
His family, although he would never admit it
Competitions
The outdoors, rock music, dogs
Dislikes:
People and socializing
Being babied and embarrassed by his family
Kreese was born as the youngest sibling in a family with seven children. Growing up in a small rural town, when he first moved to the city to study agriculture - in hopes of taking on the family farm with his siblings - it was quite a shock to him how lively it was, surrounded by more kalons then he ever really had been around.
What is the meaning of life?
Such a vague question. Kreese supposes the only purpose in life that there truly is to pay taxes, have kids, then die, but when he said that everyone always laughed at him for being so melodramatic. The idea of that being the meaning of life made Kreese’s stomach flip a bit, so he liked to imagine that life was what you made it - to Kreese, it was his family. They were the whole reason he was going to the city to study agriculture, to help out on the family farm, despite hating the crowded and rowdy nature of the city. God, Kreese spent too much time thinking about the meaning of life for a young guy like himself.
Kreese walked with purpose - he always did, when in the city, not wanting anyone to stop him to chat. He was heading towards his favourite coffee shop, a quiet little place, to knock out some homework. As he opens the door to the shop, chimes ringing in announcement, a flurry rushes towards him and knocks into him. A scalding drink - it smells like… hot chocolate? - is spilt across his fur, and the kalon carrying the drink drops it and lets out a screech of surprise.
“Oh gosh! I'm so sorry! Let me help you here-” The kalon dashes over to the cafe counter, where she grabs a large stack of napkins that she seems to just throw at Kreese, furiously dabbing up the spilt drink while her voice races a mile a minute. Kreese isn’t listening to her, his brow furrowed as he attempts to catch up with whatever happened - let’s just say that he did not expect this to happen and it had left him frozen.
As Kreese’s mind tries to catch up with the rambling kalon, who is unsuccessfully trying to mop up the mess on Kreese and the floor while rambling about something, he assesses the scene. His fur is ruined, but his laptop and bag are dry. He is definitely not in the mood for schoolwork anymore - he’ll go home to clean up and figure out something from there. The kalon who spilled on him has long curly hair with a similar tail, and her wings are flapping a mile a minute while… is she still talking? Man, she could talk.
“-ould be really cool if we could have a drink together, just so I could make it up to you. I promise I won’t spill that one on you! I could get you a hot chocolate! Oh, aren’t they just the best-”“Thanks for the drink.” Kreese jerks himself out of his almost frozen state and turns himself out of the coffee shop, walking with the same purpose he had before towards his dorm. He wanted to get out of there, hoping that the drink spilled across his wasn’t too obvious.
He wants to slam his head. Thanks for the drink? Poor kalon might have been a pain and ruined his plans, but that was definitely not what he meant to say. Oh well, whatever. Like he’d see that kalon again.
The next day Kreese found himself back at the coffee shop - his homework wasn’t going to do itself and he would be lying if he said he didn’t miss being at the café yesterday. He had found a quiet corner to sit in. Just as he settled in, opening up his laptop, he was interrupted.
A kalon with long, curly hair and a matching tail waved and called at him. Her horns, which were adorned with snapdragons, framed her face. Her wings on her back beat softly. Oh no, it was the kalon who yesterday ruined Kreese’s plans for a quiet study at the café. Now she was back, with a sympathetic expression on her face, to ruin his plans today. So much for getting any work done. Kreese sighed as she approached.
“You’re the kalon from yesterday! Here, let me make it up to you with a hot chocolate!” She smiles with genuine kindness at Kreese. Awe man, now he just feels bad for ignoring her. Not bad enough to pretend he didn’t know her - it seemed like the nicer option than just telling her to leave him be.
“Who are you?” Kreese says tentatively, clearly caught in a lie.
“Me? Liliana? From yesterday? I totally spilt my drink all over you when you weren’t looking!”“Hey!” Kreese bites back.
“I was looking!”“Sure, sure, but seriously I insist, let me get you a drink!”Kreese sighs. It seemed a bit of an overkill apology, but this kalon was insisting.
“Yeah, sure.” Liliana smiles wide.
“Perfect!” She scrambles off to the barista to order the drink and Kreese snorts. He only wishes that he had her energy.
Kreese watches her order the drink - and one for herself - and hears the barista call her name for the order. Liliana comes back to the table, holding the large hot chocolates, looking expectantly at Kreese.
“What? Are you… going to give me the drink?” He wasn’t particularly attracted to the drink before, but Liliana’s insistence had piqued his interest. She smiles at him widely.
“Well… I would like to know your name first!”“Kreese,” he mumbles out.
“What? Sorry I didn’t hear you!” She smiles even wider.
“Kreese.”“Well hello Kreese!” She hands him his drink and sits beside him, taking in her own drink with child-like glee.
Kreese grabs his drink and takes a long sip from it - it truly is a good hot chocolate, topped with whipped cream and the perfect temperature. He lets out a small smile and his eyes connect with Liliana, she smiles and laughs at Kreese as he furrows his brows.
Liliana’s simple ask for Kreese’s name devolved into dozens of questions about Kreese’s life. His major, his family, what he was doing last weekend, everything. It was stunted at first, Kreese fighting Liliana’s attempts to get him to talk, but it became easy - Liliana was truly an outgoing kalon and seemed to enjoy talking with Kreese, despite his awkwardness. It was nice, Kreese found, to talk about himself. Not in a selfish way, but in a “it’s nice to talk to someone about my life” type of way.
Liliana wasn’t afraid to chime in with her own answers as well. Kreese quickly found out that she was an incredibly sheltered kalon with overbearing parents, although perhaps she was too naïve to realize it herself. She liked chocolate and cute animals and making others happy. She was so genuinely kind and friendly that Kreese felt bad that she was so unsure of how the real world works, due to being babied a bit too much.
Kreese found himself getting no work done again and when it was time for Liliana to leave - her parents wanted her back home for lunch - he found himself exchanging numbers with her. Perhaps he was a bit too introspective, but when Kreese found himself texting Liliana sometime later and thinking back to their meeting, he couldn’t help but think it meant… more. Maybe it was all the fantasy books he used to read to pass time as a kid, but he clicked with Liliana better than he had with anyone, really. A once in a lifetime chance meeting, a truly special moment.
Perhaps the meaning of our lives are nothing grand, but simply to enjoy life together and show each other another side to the world we wouldn’t have known of otherwise. 
