Johnny and Loshka

[You can be whoever you want!]
A planeswalker named Lololoshka and his alter ego stood together outside, white flakes falling slowly from somewhere above. They were both dressed appropriately for the weather, of course. The last thing they needed was to catch a cold. What were they doing there? They were just standing there. Or rather, the owner of the blue scarf held a slowly burning sparkler in his hand. Sparkling sparks fell from it, but didn't quite reach the ground. His alter ego, John, also looked at the flame, but mostly glanced at the planeswalker. He was clearly attracted to him somehow; he wasn't attracted to his other selves, but this one had caught the attention of the great genius.