Knock knock

Amélie woke with a start, her sleep suddenly interrupted by a loud knocking at her dorm door.

"Quelle…?" She mumbled, her brain still recovering from the sudden awakening. She looked at her surroundings, trying to wake herself up.

Moonlight shone through her window, casting an eerie glow over her whole dorm. The small room had clothes strewn all over the floor, with pieces of trash scattered in between. Different posters hung on the walls, some recognizable while some were obviously of people Amélie knew nothing about.

She took a glance at the clock. 4:27 am.

Who in God's name is knocking at this hour? Amélie thought, stretching her back. She stood up out of her bottom half of the bunk bed, groggy, and looked at her still-sleeping roommate.

Figures, Amélie thought. She could sleep though an elephant herd of she really wanted. On the top bunk was the still-sleeping form of Amélie's roommate,Lena Oxton.

She had been assigned Amélie's roommate for the new college semester, and Amélie didn't really know what to feel about her. Lena seemed to be her total opposite in every sense of the word. She was hyper, energetic, and seemed to talk a million miles a minute. It was almost as if she was on a sugar high all the time. And it was a bit annoying for Amélie to deal with.

Amélie usually liked to take things slow, looking over every little detail and making sure things were perfect. Their first meeting consisted of Lena talking almost non-stop and not letting Amélie get a word in edgewise. Needless to say, Amélie was not looking forward to spending an entire year with her roommate. She was already dreading finals week and trying to study next to a person who was the equivalent of a hyperactive chipmunk on cocaine.

But, Amélie could say one good thing about her roommate. Lena was pretty cute, not that Amélie would ever tell anyone. Her pink pillowy lips, her small freckles that popped out when she blushed, the way her face lit up when talking about her interests, her eyes….

Amélie shook her head. Snap out of it. She knew that she couldn't be with her, Amélie couldn't let herself fall in love again, not after what happened. Besides, they were polar opposites, there was no way they would work. But it couldn't stop Amélie's infatuation with her new roommate, even if she couldn't stand her sometimes.

Knock Knock Knock. The sharp rapping at the door pulled her out of her thoughts. Amélie gave a rough sigh and walked to the door. She sharply opened the door mid-knock.

"What?!" She hissed, obviously pissed off. Standing in here doorway was a scrawny kid with bright blonde hair that looked like he stuck a fork in an electrical socket. He wore some pajama pants and a baggy t-shirt, and held a couple books in one hand. His other hand was in mid-knock, but quickly put it down when he saw who opened the door.

"Oh! 'ello!" He said, putting his one hand up in a half wave. "Lena lives in this dorm, right?"

Amélie stood in confusion. "Well, yes, but why-" she was cut off by the man nudging past her to enter the dorm room.

"Hey!" Amélie remarked, quickly going after him.

He was standing right next to their bunk bed, raising his arms to the top bunk and shaking Lena awake. "Wake up ya big bludger! I need bubble tea!"

Lena opened her eyes blearily. "Hm? Wha- What is it?" She blinked a few times, focusing her vision. "Jamison?"

He rolled his eyes. "Duh, 'course it's me. Now can you make me some bubble tea? I need some to make through the last few pages of an essay due tomorrow."

Lena looked confused, before chuckling weakly. "Was it really so important to wake me up at-" she looked over at the clock. "4:30 am?"

Jamison gave a heavy sigh. "Well, yes! There is no shops around 'ere that sell the stuff, and you're the only person in campus that can make it." He looked confused for a second. "Well, at least, the only person I KNOW on campus that can make bubble tea."

Lena smiled and rolled her eyes. "Fine, but you're paying me extra this time."

Amélie looked on at the exchange, getting more confused by the second. "You woke 'er up...for bubble tea?" she asked.

They both looked at her. "Well, yeah." Jamison said as Lena climbed down from the top bunk. "She made them for me all the time last year."

Amélie only got more confused. Lena laughed at her confused expression and walked towards the door. "Stay right here Jamison, I'll be up with your tea in a jiff. Just don't touch anything, or Amélie will literally murder ya." she turned to said women. "Come with me, I'll explain everything."

The two women walked out of the dorm room. "Where are we going?" Amélie remarked as they made their way down the silent hallways.

Lena smiled. "The dorm kitchen. It's on the first floor of the dorm though, so we'll have to take the elevator."

Amélie pulled a face. "But, Pourquoi?"

Lena frowned. "Sorry, love, don't know that much french. But I'll try to learn, if you want!"

Amélie rolled her eyes. "Non, zhat is fine. What I meant to say is, why?"

They entered the elevator, and Lena pressed the button for the first floor. "You mean like, why I'm making a drink for him? And why he is paying for it?"

Amélie nodded, and Lena gave a smile that made it hard to Amélie to breath for a few seconds. "Well, you know how I'm studying to be a mixologist, right?" Amélie nodded, and Lena continued. "Well, I'm learning how to make all kinds of drinks from, like, all over the world. My class is pretty heavy on knowing about international drinks, and all."

The elevator dinged, and the two women stepped out, Lena still talking without interruption. "So, last year, it started with my good friend Mei wanting some Chinese Almond Tea, 'cause she was homesick. So I was like, 'hey I can make that!'" she chirped, doing a falsetto impersonation of herself. "So I made the tea for her, and she told everyone about how I can make drinks from lots of places. So people started coming to me with requests for drinks, almost daily."

"Zhat seems…" Amélie struggled for the right words. "Stressful. And expensive."

The two of them had approached the kitchen, and Lena began pulling out ingredients for the tea as she explained. "Well, the dorm kitchens are stocked with some important ingredients everyone uses, but some ingredients I have to buy on my own. Like these!" She held up a container of small brown colored balls. "These are black tapioca pearls, or boba, whichever. You need them for bubble tea, and most kitchens don't really have them available." She put the pearls into a pot of water and placed it on the stove, stirring it while she talked.

"Well, anyway, I couldn't be wasting money on drinks, I had to eat for the week, ya know?" She began to put multiple ingredients together, going so fast it was hard for Amélie to keep up with the process. "So I started to charge people. Not too much, mostly they were 2 dollars a drink, but if the ingredients were especially complicated, I would charge extra."

"And...zhis worked?" Amélie asked as Lena began to create the tea.

"Well, yeah!" she turned back to Amélie while stirring the pearls. "People kept showing up with drink orders! Soon, most everyone on campus knew about my drinks. So now I run it like an underground business. It's been super helpful with tuition and textbook costs."

Lena then put the cooked pearls into a tall glass, filling the rest with ice. She put in the tea, some fructose, and creamer into the glass. "Ta-da!" She exclaimed, placing a large straw into the glass and pushing it towards Amélie.

"Quelle? I thought you were making this for Jamison?"

Lena smiled, "there is plenty here to make two glasses. I always end up making more than one serving by accident." She poured out another glass. "C'mon and try it! I need to know if it turned out alright."

Amélie looked at the light brown drink with hesitation. "Are you sure?"

Lena giggled. "I didn't poison it or anything, you watched me make it!" She made her way towards the door, "come on, I need to get this to Jamie before he destroys something."

Amélie stood up, taking the glass with her, and hesitantly took a sip. Her eyes widened.

Lena laughed. "I know, it's sweet right?"

"Mon Dieu, this is amazing!" Amélie exclaimed, taking another sip as they walked out of the kitchen together. The honey and creamer made the drink sweet beyond belief. Plus, the extra big straw made the pearls at the bottom also come through the straw. They were surprisingly chewy, and tasty.

Lena gave a smile as she stepped into the elevator, pressing the button for the fourth floor. "Told ya you would like 'em."

Amélie took another sip, savoring the flavor. "Shouldn't I pay for zhis? Jamison is going to pay for 'is, I should too."

"What? No! You don't need to pay!" Lena nearly yelled, "Think of it as...an apology for being woken up at 4am!"

Amélie scoffed. "I am still pissed off zhat 'e woke us up at zhis 'our."

Lena shook her head. "I thought so, I mean I would be if I was you."

Amélie stared at the drink in awe."If I knew zhis existed, I would've 'ad one years ago."

Lena shrugged. "Well, actually, they are pretty fattening. I'll never know how Jamie keeps all the weight off, he drinks these so much you'd think it was water."

Amélie chuckled. "Figures somezhing zhis delicious would be unhealthy."

Lena went eerily silent, and Amélie glanced over at her. She was blushing, and looking everywhere except her.

"Quelle? Did I say somezhing wrong?"

Lena's eyes widened. "No! No, of course not."

"Zhen what is it?"

"It's just…" she blushed harder and looked down. "I've never heard you laugh until now."

Amélie looked over at the small girl, but before she could question her, the elevator door opened, and Lena bolted out.

Amélie shook her head in confusion as she stepped off the elevator. I'll never understand that girl… she remarked, walking towards her dorm room. Then again...I guess she isn't all that bad after all.

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-Well, first overwatch fic on this site and this is what I make. I stayed up til like 2am making this, good job me.
-Anyway, hope y'all enjoyed that! This will be a multichapter fic, but comments really help me become motivated to write more and more. Hopefully this Au is good enough, cause it's been in my head forever and I HAD to write something!
-ALSO whoops sorry if you don't like the French accent thing, but it makes it easier to write for Amélie. Just know that whenever there is a 'th' (aka that, this, then) it will be spelled with a z instead of a t (so zhat, zhis, zhen) And I won't pronounce some h's (aka how = 'ow)
- And I do speak a bit of french, so I'll try to be as accurate as possible and refrain from using Google translate too often. IM NOT FLUENT IN ANY WAY, but I'm trying here. In any case, here are the translations if you know like, no French:
- Quelle = What
- Pourquoi = Why
- Non = No (obvs)
- Mon Dieu = My God
They will get more complicated as we go on, so I'm just starting it now. (aka you'll learn some French curse words!)
-Please leave favorites and comments! See you guys later!
~Bazooka Universe