Of Ice and Hopitals

Chapter 8

Lisa fucking Manoban was at the same place at the same time as she, Jisoo Kim, and right in front of her, with coffee all over her fucking shirt, stood her favorite actress's treasured little sister, Sofia.

Jisoo didn't know what shocked her most, the fact that Alicia Clark was near her or the fact that she'd somehow, thunderclap shoutout to Rey ALisis Logan-Bowman, managed to spill, not one, but four coffees over fucking Sofia Manoban's blouse which had to have cost at least a shit load of money, the dumbfounded mechanic was sure.

Lisa Manoban's sister was still waiting for her to say something, that same expectant smirk on her plush lips, while Rey still tugged insistently on her hand, intimidated by the presence of someone she didn't know any doubt, and Jisoo didn't know what to do. She was immobile as an ice statue, her feet stubbornly rooted in the ground, conflicted between wanting to run away to her friends and bombarding the skater with questions, starting with why the fuck wasn't Sofia getting ready to go on the ice for the semi-finals.

But Jisoo Kim was shamelessly a fangirl, and she felt like it was her duty to make the most of her lucky encounter with a celebrity, well that and the fact that she knew Octavia and Bellamy would absolutely kill her if they learned she chickened out on a Manoban sibling.

However, the usually very talkative engineer was so stunned actually to have Sofia Brooklyn Manoban standing in front of her she couldn't think of anything to say.

And then she remembered exactly what had caused her lucky run-in with the famous younger girl.

"Oh fuck your shirt, I spilled my coffees on you! Are you okay? Did I burn you?" Came Jisoo's fretting answer, her eyes having turned as round and wide as golf balls as she did frantic once-overs on Sofia, who couldn't hide her amused little snort at the fussing stranger.

The injured figure skater then proceeded to look down on her clothes and flinched when she saw that, indeed, the sudden heat she felt in her lower belly wasn't due to the fact that she was about to face Charlotte Vidovic, far from that, rather it was because there were many splotches of dark liquid imbibed in her favorite white Italian blouse. Lisa would so kill her.

Oh well, it was an accident after all.

"My top is probably ruined, that is an understatement. Don't worry though, I'm all good, thanks.." Sofia trailed off with an unspoken question in her voice which Jisoo picked up on easily, though not without looking even more incredulous as she eagerly replied.

"Jisoo, my name's Jisoo Kim."

Sofia made an appreciative 'hum' with her throat and pointedly fixed her gaze on the Latina's dark hair.

"Cool name, pretty fitting also. I'm Sofia, by the way." The brunette teenager casually grinned.

"Yeah, I know."

Jisoo wanted to fling herself into space at how pitifully she blurted out those three words without thinking for a second of the way it would have made her appear like a total stalker, which she totally wasn't. Jisoo Kim was too awesome to waste her time spying on other people's lives. There had been a few occasions where she happened to spend a little too much time on Lisa Manoban and Echo Tele's respective Instagrams but hey, she was bored and her phone was right there. She could make an exception for her favorite stars of Fear the Walking Dead, right.

Right?

Who cared what she did with her spare time, anyway?

"Oh, really?" The Manoban's youngest sounded genuinely surprised as she wasn't truly used to being recognized when she wasn't in the presence of her sister. It felt weirdly nice if she was being honest, even though it still caught her off guard that a stranger would look at her with that same wonder and disbelief she could easily detect in Jisoo Reye's eyes. That was Lisa's everyday life, except it was hundreds of people who recognized her in the streets, Sofia realized.