© everlark
7 notes on 16 May 13

Friendship, Friendship, at least until our muns start shipping us and we end up dating || @Amixedbunch 

Lucas had been out walking, aimlessly around the city with a low whistle coming from him. his body seemed to move with the wind has he waltzed down the street, running a hand through his black curls. “Carry on my wayward soooon, don’t you cry no more~" he sang, his baritone voice wafting out across the block, not minding the stares he was recieving from any passerbys.


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    As the man passed, Lucas’ eyes narrowed, as if he already was dating this girl, though it was how he acted towards any...