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Hawk had to leave Cora the night prior, not being able to stay the night due to his parents, along with Cora's, getting home earlier this morning. Despite it, she was still up before they were. Only getting a few hours in, she set an alarm to wake her before the sun was rising. She raced to her closet, looking for anything that was practically yelling Hawk. She wanted to get his attention, wanted to dress and look the way he would want her to.
Cora scrubbed her entire body, washing her hair, straightening it. She lathered up in lotion, struggled terribly to get a pair of leather pants on her legs, pulling a red long sleeve, with a black collar, over her head. She coated her lips in red, using a red eyeshadow to line her eyes under the coats of mascara. She did it three times before liking it enough, deciding if she was him, he'd like that she was in red, to match his hair. She decided if she was him, he'd like the leather because it was badass, and he seemed to be into that.
"You're up early." Dutch looked from the couch as Cora came down. "Rocking a red lip, I see?"
Cora cracked a grin at him. Despite not being close with her parents, she had been with her uncle. That could probably be because he lived with them and was extremely immature for his old age. "Does it look weird?"
"No, like a super-star." he gave a point as she hurried toward the kitchen table to get her project, that she did end up finishing after her late night visitor left. "The parents are unpacking if you wanna peak in."
"Gotta get to school to bring this in early, so i'm not carrying it around all day." Cora shoved a jello into her backpack, pulling her hair loose from under her backpack. "How was the Reseda building?"
"You know, Reseda-ish." Dutch said back, sitting up with an inhale as his bleach hair, like Coras, stood out as the sun started to rise a little. "Your moms pissed it's not doing well."
Cora shrugged. "Maybe people don't like real frozen yogurt. You know, it's usually just a word to make people feel better about eating ice cream."
"That's what I tried to tell her." he rose his hands with a shrug.
Cora headed to the door, stopping with a faint look. "Do you think i'd be good at karate?"
Dutch frowned his eyebrows. "Sure thing. You've kicked my ass a few times."
"Yeah, but you go easy on me." she pointed out, messing with her fingers slightly as she thought about Hawk and the rest of Cobra Kai, and they'd definitely not go easy on her. "Do you think i'd do okay?"
"Duh." Dutch flashed her a smile. "Your mind is your biggest weapon. And you've got a pretty weird one of those."
Cora grinned, grabbing the door. "See ya."
"See ya." he threw a peace sign her way, falling back on the couch as she headed out the door. Cora got into her car, setting her project to the side as she pulled her phone out. She knew he said he didn't like getting up early, but Cora could imagine Hawk got up pretty early to do his hair the way he did. She took her chances.
