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@rosecoloredsymphony

·Since working at Wild Angel Entertainment’s, Midori hadn’t interacted much with the other people working there mostly due to his personality. It did help that he knew many people there from his old high school, pursuing what their dreams and using what they had studied into their career. Midori wasn’t like that. History repeated itself as he accidentally signed up to be part of the agency when he had intended to find a job at the aquarium. How was his luck that terrible?

·Avoiding the crowd, the timid boy found himself by a stationary store. Although he was most definitely older now, he never grew out of loving mascot characters. Weird, yet adorable multi-coloured cat phone straps lined the shelves, intrigued the tall boy. Debating which one to get (maybe he should just get all of them…) long pink hair caught his attention, instantly recognizing her as someone from the agency he worked at.

·“O-oh.. Um.. Hi… Luka? Uh.. Which do you think is cuter?”

·Why? Why did he just ask her that out of the blue? This was so embarrassing, it was depressing. How was he supposed to go to work now?

Likewise, Luka hadn’t had much time or energy for socializing with her fellow coworkers. It would probably do her some good to get out and talk to them every once in a while, but it definitely wouldn’t stop her from continuing to live her current lifestyle. She had always been somewhat shy when it came to confronting others, and ended up living mostly alone. It didn’t necessarily bother her, but the thought did cross her mind every now and then that she felt particularly lonely.

Luka had decided that it may have been time to send her parents a postcard or a letter, and wandered into a store to help her meet those needs. A voice called out nearby and she stopped mid-stride, taking a moment to look back over her shoulder at the boy behind her. Thank God he called her name, or else she never would have noticed. 

She flashed a smile at him, trying desperately to remember his name. It was something she was never good at, but after a few short moments, she managed to dig it up from her memory. “I like the blue one the best.” She pointed a slender finger toward the mascot, widening her smile to try and make him feel more comfortable in her presence. “You’re Midori, right?” 

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Luka had just ended a busy day of photo shoots at her modeling job, and although it was tedious, she was able to keep a small assortment of flowers that had been used as a prop. She had only just thought about the fact that she didn’t even have a vase for them as she was leaving, but it definitely wasn’t going to stop her from purchasing one later in the day. 

Her first order of business however was to find a place to eat, as she had forgotten to pack a lunch to eat on her break at work. Her stomach growled uncomfortably and it made her quite worried that someone would hear it, even if it were a silly thing to worry over. 

Suddenly distracted by a figure that looked somehow familiar to her, Luka stopped walking for a moment to try and find a place for them in her memory. Had she met him at one of her jobs before? It seemed likely, although she still wasn’t quite sure -- she silently cursed herself for being so forgetful before approaching him regardless. 

“I’m sorry, but excuse me,” she timidly began, her eyes shifting about for a moment before finally connecting onto his gaze. “Have we met some place before?”

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Being relatively new to the area, Luka had decided that an afternoon walk would be good for her. Not only was the air refreshing, it also helped to soothe her scattered thoughts. She couldn’t help but worry about her parents back home and how they were taking her sudden absence, but their persistent FaceTime requests proved to be quite the therapeutic experience for the both of them. She hoped, at least, that it would be enough to ease their worries. 

The pinkette found herself wandering around Abra Ca Avenue, where the bustle of people and tall buildings began to overwhelm her. For the middle of a weekday, she was surprised to see so much traffic, and could only wonder just how bad it could get on the weekends. Shaking such a horrifying thought from her mind, she noticed a small flower shop and decided to stop and take a look at the store front, where a bouquet of pink peonies caught her eye. Her impulse purchases were never few nor far between, and the vibrant color of the flowers was enough to get her to consider just how much she could spend while also being able to provide herself with meals for the next week. 

However, a somewhat familiar head of teal hair pulled her from her thoughts. Luka knew she’d definitely never met this girl before, but something about her image struck something in her memory. Was she famous? Perhaps, but something more precise caught her attention first. 

“Excuse me, miss?” She called, getting the girl’s attention. “It seems you’ve got something in your hair... let me get that for you.” Luka hesitated only slightly before reaching forward to pull out a small leaf from between the strands of one of the girl’s twintails. After, she held it up and smiled, then tossed it to the ground. “There.” 

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☆.｡.:* @mismatcheddoll

For late January, the afternoon’s weather was actually quite mild. Luka stood, holding a bag in one hand that was halfway filled with trash. She wasn’t normally the type of person to take on volunteer work, but her love for preserving nature had more than motivated her to help clean up a local park. She wasn’t sure if there would be others who had the same designated volunteer time as her, and she wasn’t even sure if having someone else here would be welcome or bothersome to her. 

Sighing as she wiped a few beads of sweat from her forehead, Luka scouted the area for a bench of any kind where she could take a quick break. She had started to wish that she had packed any kind of snack, but then wondered where she would have even stored it if she did. Her outfit of choice for the day didn’t even have pockets for her keys, which now hung from a flowery lanyard around her neck, let alone a granola bar. 

When she finally managed to scout out a place to sit, she noticed that there was already a boy sitting to the far side with the same bag as hers propped up against the frame of the bench. Swallowing her pride, she approached the man and did her absolute best to attempt communication. 

“Do you... mind if I sit here? I could use a break, and, judging by your bag there, I’d say you understand the feeling.” She nervously grabbed her arm and looked to the side, wondering how she’d even react if he had told her no. Why couldn’t she have just went and found a different seat? 

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hello everyone! im celestia (or celes for short) and this is my first muse in the group!! im excited to write for luka and i can’t wait to get started. like for a starter, cap is 3 for now! however, if the cap is reached and you still want to thread, send me a message and i’d be happy to plot out a thread with you! i just suck at writing starters really

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