Lucas (
pullsneedles) wrote2014-03-21 03:39 pm
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Somehow Lucas manages to get a room for himself. It's not too elaborate, very much like the home he doesn't remember he had. He's curled up on the simple bed, hugging a blue pillow.
If he's going to feel alone, he might as well be alone.
If he's going to feel alone, he might as well be alone.
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"Lucas?" comes his voice through the door. The accompanying knocking is a bit unusual: first the thud of a boot kicking the door (but not hard), then a light tapping higher up. "Wait, Minus, should you... well, okay, I guess."
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