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TAGGING → Samantha Miller & Lukas Cruz ( @waywardcruz ) LOCATION → CRU Greek Row, Omega Chi Delta House TIMEFRAME → Sam’s last weekend on campus. NOTES → Sam tell Lukas about her internship in London and that she is leaving for good. KFC, beer, pillow fights, pinching war, power play, being hella emotional and all that good stuff. Closure time. Do not open under any circumstances tbh.

Sam: Sam had some big news, and although initially she was happy -- or pretty much over the moon when her father called and told her -- she realized she would be leaving a lot behind. She stopped by the KFC on her way to Lukas as she knew he'd like some fried chicken, and beer, because a part of her really felt bad. In fact, she felt bad because she felt like there was so much to do there still. But some chances could not have been missed and this was one of them. ''You gonna be a gentleman and help me carry this?" She raised her eyebrows in a chuckle as he opened the door to the Omega house.

Lukas: Slipping his phone back into his pocket the moment he heard a knock on the omega door, though the president would have usually had one of the newly made brothers get the door as a sign of his higher status knowing exactly who it was thanks to the text she had shot him just minutes ago was quick to get it himself. Pulling open the door, smile on his face, he immediately and obediently reached over to relieve the load of things she had brought with her before gesturing her inside with his head. “Not that I'm complaining but what's up? You don't usually come over baring food unless I've been good and since I just barked on some dude the other day right in front of you, I'm assuming that ain't the case.”

Sam: ''You do deserve some scolding for that rudeness, not gonna like,'' Sam said as she handed over the food to him and closed the door behind her. ''But I'll spare you that this time around.'' Sam shrugged and thought to herself how she really didn't want to do this at all. But, time to be mature... sort of. ''Are we gonna be here or in your room?"

Lukas: “Please lie. Not like that bitch didn't fucking deserve it.” Muttering the last part under his breath, though his comment was directed at Sam his attention was more on the box of KFC she had so graciously gotten for him. Lifting up the bag till it was eye level, he peered inside before reaching in and attempting to pull free a leg that he could munch on. “Thank you for sparing me, oh merciful one.” Voice laced with sarcasm, another genuine smile came over his face as he was able to pull free the leg from the bag.“Yeah, we can head up if you want.” Not caring bout the fact that she probably caught sight of the chuck of food he was chewing up as he spoke, he lead the way toward the stairs and up to his room.

Sam: Sam rolled her eyes at his comments because that's just who Lukas was, and followed him up the stairs towards his room. ''Don't make me slap you.'' She chuckled at the sarcasm, as they entered his room and she closed the door behind her with her foot. Hopping onto his bed instantly, taking it over as she usually did, she arranged the pillow as she wanted to make herself comfortable. She usually felt as good as if she was in her own room. ''So um, how have you been? What's up?"

Lukas: “Yeah? Where you slapping me? Might be into it.” He replied back teasingly, a low chuckle leaving him as he shoulder checked the door to his room in order to open it. Going over to the nearest table in his room, he set down the bags before turning to her. Still munching on the same leg as she made herself comfortable on his bed, his attention still on making sure he damn near consumed every little bit of skin and piece of meat he could tear off from the bone just shrugged as he ate. “Not much. Was packing for spring break and before that trying to get a certain blonde one to pay attention to me. Ignoring that though, what we doing for break? We haven't made plans.”

Sam: ''You wish, Cruz.'' Sam winked at him as she watched him eat that leg, all the while trying to figure out a painless way to announce her departure. She really had no idea how to break it to him. They've gotten so close over the past few months, Sam could dare say he was her rock after everything that has happened. Her lips merged into a thin line as she looked down at her lap, her fingers intertwined. ''Um,'' She frowned for a second and then brought back a slight smile. ''I... won't coming.'' She hardly even muttered under her breath. ''I won't be there.''

Lukas: Brows furrowing at the prolonged pause that met his question, Lukas tearing his gaze away from his food carelessly tossed the remains into the nearest trash bin before reaching for a napkin and wiping his grease stained hands. Moving to hover over her near the edge of the bed, he lifted a knee onto it before shifting closer to her. “What do you mean? You got plans I don't know about or... what? What’s up?”

Sam: She couldn't pin point why was it that difficult to just say it, but maybe it had to do with the fact that she wasn't leaving for the break. She wasn't really leaving for a few months. She was probably going for good, to finish off her studies in England and then move who the hell knows where. She bit on the inside of her cheek nervously as she finally looked up from her hands at him. ''I'm leaving CRU.'' She finally just said it as simple as she could. ''I'm moving to England. Dad got a really good job offer there and coincidentally, found me such a good internship that I can't say no to, because it's a really good chance. And then I'm probably staying there.''

Lukas: Oh. Mouth dropping open in shock as she admitted to leaving CRU, Lukas knew the right response to this. He knew he should be excited, he should be happy for her and he was. He wasn't currently portraying his excitement and happiness due the overwhelming shock that was currently hitting him in the form of whom he considered to be his best friend leaving but he was indeed happy for her. “Right um-” Clearing his throat, his brow furrowed in first confusion and then frustration as he tried to morph his features into one of happiness. “That's awesome, Sam. Happy for you.” Tripping over his words as he tended to do when he was nervous, his own tight smile came over his face as he instinctively backed off the leg he had just put coming down as he backed up. “That's awesome.”

Sam: ''It's terrible, actually.'' Sam let out through a nervous laugh, although nothing was particularly funny to her. Better than getting emotional like she could, like she probably would no matter how much she tried the opposite. She could see how conflicted he suddenly became and she could understand that -- she felt somewhat the same way. ''It's okay, Luke, you don't really have to say that. I know that I'm definitely not too happy about it. A part of me that is really into my future and my career is, but like...'' She glanced aside and over his room to avoid eye contact. ''I mean... after the stuff that happened and the whole therapy thing, I don't think that changing my life from its core is a good thing. I don't really like changes, anyway.'' There was a hint of anxiety coursing through her voice. ''But my Dad thinks it is and I'm curious as to what's out there. I just didn't think a chance like this would happen so... soon. Like I'm a Junior. It's early. So early. And I don't want to leave my friends and I definitely don't want to leave you. Like, what's a day without Lukas Cruz?" Another nervous chuckle as to roll off the emotion, but she was failing, she could feel it.

Lukas: Mirroring her chuckle with one of his own, despite not admitting it out loud he was inclined to agree with her. It was fucking terrible. It was good that she was being presented with the opportunity to go off and making something of herself but damn it if he wasn't mad about fucking losing her of all people. Nodding his head as she assured him he didn’t have to pretend, saying nothing still he just continued to nod his head, his own gaze nowhere on her as she kept speaking. “Be a pretty drama free day. Best day, maybe?” He joked, breathing out another chuckle as spoke. “It might be good for you, you know? Get away from all this shit, it's just -” Pausing, he wet his lips. “School's not gonna be as fun without you.”

Sam: If Sam had the opportunity to somehow bring him along, she would have. He's been there for her when all of the crap with Danny went down; although her girls were most definitely there as well, there was something liberating about Lukas that she couldn't explain. Not to mention the night they actually met and how he helped her, she was going to be forever grateful, it went without saying really. They had a certain level of understanding and no one would have ever thought the two of them would have ever been friends, considering how opposite they seemed to have been. ''So good for me,'' She repeated, her voice laced with a bit of snort as if she didn't really agree 100% with that. ''But just when things were finally getting better. Like I'm finally... happy again.'' She looked up at him with such melancholy in her eyes that she gave up on trying to hide it. A breath got stuck in her throat and her chest at his last comment and she just gazed at him a little speechless for a few moments. ''I'm not that fun,'' She gave a really feeble attempt at trying to downplay it somehow. ''You know what sucks? I don't think I'm gonna be able to visit either. Like, summer vacation is already a no because I know I'll be working my butt off. And --'' She shook her head, a part of her angry at the situation.

Lukas: “I wouldn't say that.” Muttering the words and avoiding her gaze at all costs, he awkwardly scratched at the back of his ear, his own heart thudding loudly in his chest as he attempted to appear unaffected by her news. He wasn't. He sure as hell wasn't but perhaps if he could pretend to be cool about it, it'd be better for her with actually having to leave him and the rest of her friends behind. “You can happy in London or whatever. They have um, those one direction dudes. You could chill with them and um, whatever else it has. Honestly, it's a good opportunity for you.” He was unable to think up anything for her to be happy about except that it was a good opportunity for her. He knew repeating that fact over and over again made him sound like a broken record but he had no idea what else to touch up on. “It'll be okay.” He assured her, picking up where she trailed off. Coming closer before collapsing belly first down onto his bed, feeling her bounce next to him, he rolled over onto his back before trying to tug her to him for a cuddle. “We could skype. Write letters like old people. Text. It wouldn't be bad and I got the drafts coming up. I'll be going off and doing shit anyway so it's not like we had all the time in the world, you know?”

Sam: Once he was back next to her, she felt a little bit relieved. For some reason she assumed he was going to be upset to the point to push her away and brush it off -- because really, was she that important in his life? She couldn't help but smile at his One Direction comment. ''I don't even like them. The One Direction guys, that is. Or their songs. I'm hardly 14. Even though it MAY seem like it!'' She quickly added and shifted in her position so she could lie down and cuddle up next to him. ''Writing letters would take too long. So I guess we'll Skype and like, Facetime. But who's gonna take care of your drunk ass when at parties?" She made a light joke but then got serious again. ''Right, the drafts... how's that going? Don't even say that, we still had a lot of time. Spring Break was supposed to be blast. I really wanted to do stuff with you. Like paragliding, yes? Or to try surfing, even though my balance is terrible.''

Lukas: He wrapped his arms around her the moment she shifted to settle down next to her. “I thought all girls liked them. Kissed both their ass and their feet just cause they have them like little accents and shit.” Not commenting on the fact she neither looked or acted like she was fourteen as he tended to come off as the really irresponsible and childish one of the two and she the mother hen, he instead just pulled her in closer before settling his chin on top of her head. “Who's gonna take care of your drunk ass when at parties? Gonna pull you from studying? Gonna make you attend football games and other such fun shit? Whose gonna be running off to get you snacks all the damn time and watching fucking power rangers with your lame ass?” He joked. “We um, we're both gonna need to find new people or you know, I can just aim for the whole responsible thing. Remember all the times you slapped me for being a douche and be better or whatever.” Shrugging his shoulders as best as he could while cuddled up next to her, he wanted to answer her but honestly he had no idea how to. “They're on their way. Not much I can do now except keep my fingers crossed and hope they want me. Been invited though so, there's that.” Pushing on from the subject, he sighed at the mention of spring break. “It's not like you're disappearing off the face of the earth. You're going to London and we'll get to do those things. Maybe not now, or even soon but we'll do it. One day.”

Sam: ''Oh please, I'm not that lame. I am exclusively into Justin Timberlake. We've been dating for a few years now. He's very busy so it's like a long-distance thing, but we're gonna make it. You'll be invited to our June wedding in a few years.'' Sam went on and on, trying to lighten up the atmosphere but as soon as he started counting all of their favorite or silliest things, she was right back to where she started. Head on his chest, Sam's eyes watered but she did her best to keep the emotion at bay. The only indication of how emotional she really was, was the way she tugged onto his shirt without even realizing it. ''Oh shoot me down, Lukas, why don't you. I mean, who's gonna bring you food all the time? Pancakes? And chicken? And muffins?'' She voiced with a little smile dancing on her lips, even though it wasn't the one to point out her happiness. Shifting in her position to take a look at him, she blew off a strand of hair that got into her face. ''You're not gonna find a new person. I'd be so offended and I'd know it, even if I'm across the pond.'' She squinted at him. ''Don't even dare to do that. But I'd love it if you could try to remember how I'd react in certain situations and what I'd tell you.'' Sam stated, hoping that he'll acknowledge it. He's been doing so great lately, much better than the Lukas she had heard of before she actually had a chance to meet him. ''I'm happy to hear that. It's good they recognized your efforts and your talent. You're really good, Luke.'' She made him know, because she couldn't remember if she actually ever told him that, or just assumed it went without saying it out loud. ''Ugh, that sounds even worse.''

Lukas: “You are that lame.” He joked, chuckling as he affectionately tightened his hold on her. “Do I get to be the best woman? I'd invite you to be the best man at my wedding,” Which if he had his way was undoubtedly going to be with Sedona but fuck her if she though he was gonna allow her to have Sam on her side and not his. “Get you a nice form fitting suit and a mustache. The works.” Joking even though doing so made him feel as if a heavy pressure was settling on his chest, it honestly had never occurred to him that losing her would actually bother him so damn much. It was one thing to lose Sedona. She was the woman that he loved, she was the woman he wanted to be with more than anything. It was right for him to miss her but Sam? She didn’t have two plus years with him, in fact they had only met some months ago. Missing her shouldn't hurt or bother him as much as it did as had always figured his affection for her stemmed purely from the fact that he wanted to fuck her and yet here he was, still no where near close to bedding her but still wanting to keep her even if that meant having that option completely removed from the equation. He liked her for her. “You made me sound like such a fatass.” He joked, another chuckle leaving him as he ducked his head down. “Fine, fine. I promise, swear it even that I won't find a new person. Don't want one anyway. You know I can't stand most people.” And it was true, he honestly couldn't stand most people. They either annoyed him to the point where he felt the need to walk off or he couldn't help but hit 'em with every sarcastic remark he could manage to fit in to the conversation for the five seconds of attention he generally graced people with. Sam along with maybe two others was the exception to the rule. “I will try. If you're not there to keep me in line then I'll just try on my own.” Removing a hand from around her, he lifted up his pinky. “I pinky promise that I'll try.” Voice jumbled as he refused to untuck his face from her mess of hair, with his eyes closed he only sighed once more as she complimented him. “And you're really smart, Sam and you deserve this tremendously good thing that will undoubtedly be good for whatever you go off to go do. “ Pushing his own compliment back on her he continued. “Excuse me for trying then. I won't again.”

Sam: Sam made sure to pinch him as she usually did when she wanted to playfully punish him for saying something she didn't like. ''You can be my best woman if you behave.'' She made a condition even though she knew that in reality, she wanted to stay in touch with Lukas, check in more often than not and she knew she had to make it happen. ''Honestly... we can't be those people who talk for the first month and then drift away... okay?" She said as if she was talking about the weather outside, as if she wasn't clinging to her own question in the form of a plead. ''Well, Mister Fatass, maybe you are a fatass. I have always wondered what was it that had aaaall them girls drawn to you. Certainly wasn't your shiny personality.'' Sam said, trying not to laugh as she spoke. And although the six pack under his shirt was obvious, she tried to make it seem like he had a beer belly. ''I mean, look, I can even pinch it.'' She finally let out the genuine laughter as she followed into her own words and did it to demonstrate. ''Good. Because I have a sixth sense when it comes to these things, like I can feel them from an ocean away.'' She finally lifted her pinky too and tugged into his own to seal the promise. ''Wow. It takes for me to actually move out of the country, from the continent, for you to acknowledge how smart I am? I cannot believe this. This is an atrocity.''

Lukas: Wincing and squirming away from her bony little fingers as she pinched her, the omega wiggled back the moment she wasn't attempting to hurt him. Honestly, if this was the last time they got to chill together for a while then he damn sure was about to invade her personal space till she told him to back the hell off. “Behave how? You can't just tell me to behave and not give me any rules.” Teasing her all the still but growing somber at her words, the omega nodded in agreement as he too had no intention of just allowing them to just separate and not talk again. “Dude, I'm calling you like every night if I can. Doesn't matter if I'm bone tired or not alone, you're gonna wind up hearing me snoring in your ear every night. I got you. “ He promised, every word that escaped his mouth true as he had every intention of calling her just about every damn night. Even if it was just for a second, he was gonna make time for it cause she was his friend. A friend who happened to mean a hell of a lot to him. He wasn't about to allow them to lose contact with each. “It's cause of my great big dick.” He joked, bracing himself as he knew the crude remark was bound to earn him a hit from his friend. “You can't pinch shit.” He teased, as she pinched at his stomach trying to grab at an ounce of fat and being unable to do so. “Weird sixth sense,” He commented, chuckling as she tugged on his pinky and sealed the promise. “”Don't play. Always acknowledged how smart you are, Sammy.”

Sam: With a threat of actually starting a pinching war like a 10 year old, Sam decided to stop trying to get at him and settle for the cuddles. She was competitive, everyone knew that, but this was not the time. She just wanted cuddles with her best friend instead. ''Fine, oh my god. I will write down the rules for you but don't complain when they turn out to be extensive.'' She warned even though she was joking the whole time. Although, it could be a good idea considering it was Lukas she was dealing with. ''Please don't call me if you're not alone. I don't really need to hear stuff.'' Sam threw in another joke as if she was being for real. ''But no honestly, it's really good to hear things like that. And oh PLEASE, Lukas Cruz! We all know you're just talk.'' She waved him off and made a jaw-dropping face as he offended her pinching. ''Oh, I can't? Can't I? Now you're gonna see just how much I /cannot/ pinch...'' She said it as she tied her hair into a pony tail as if she was getting ready for a fight and came at him full force, not really giving him any space to breathe. She may have been smaller than him but she was damn fast.

Lukas: Smiling as she agreed to write down the rules for him, he knew in his heart he'd follow about half of them if she did it but as much as he could perhaps want to be a better person he also knew he wasn't really about to change. He could surely try and he damn sure was gonna, but far too many people annoyed him at this school for him to actually grow to be better. “Extensive or not, I'll read 'em all. Might not follow them all but I'll read them at least.” Making yet another promise toward her that he intended to keep as he fully expected to have a written list of rules from her, the president pulling back from her shifted so he could meet her glance. “I'd call you after. Wouldn’t subject you to stuff.” He replied. “We all know I'm not just talk. There is a reason they all come flocking to me and since I'm only nice to you, it's kinda gotta be my big dick. I'd be happy to show you if you want.” He joked, his hand once more leaving from her in order to tug down his sweatpants just a bit, giving her a peak at the skin underneath before breaking out into another chuckle and moving his hand. “Hey! Hey!” He growled, attempting to grab her attention but not succeeding as she continued to take his words as a challenged. Laughing as she came at him, Lukas not wanting to accidentally hurt her allowed her to get her blows in while just remaining on his back and taking it with a laugh.

Sam: ''I'll take what I can get, then.'' Sam nodded in agreement, knowing that there was no way that Lukas was ever going to behave like she'd want him to. In fact, Sam lowkey liked that quality about him. He was crude and not for everyone's measure, but he was also the loyal friend, fun and he intrigued her more often that not. She actually wondered if she's ever met a guy like him before. Lukas challenged her and her own beliefs and she's had more fun with him ever since she's met him, than in her entire college experience. It was so difficult to just let go of that. His jokes were mostly restrained to suit her but every once in a while, she knew she had to deal with his humor yet this time around her eyes involuntarily fell to his sweatpants as the subject of demonstration, lingered, but she quickly shook her head and brushed it off. ''Please, no one wants to see that.'' Moving into the offense, she ignored his growls and made sure to give him a really hard time. It probably lasted for the good two minutes, her attacking, teasing and laughing, until she realized she tired herself out and fell back to the bad, chest raising up and down, still trying not to laugh. ''God, I'm gonna miss this. And you.''

Sam: ''Sounds like... you're taking me to the airport.'' Sam announced out of the blue, but was aware that he was probably going to go even if she didn't say it. There was no way she was saying goodbye at campus. ''I'll miss you most of all, Scarecrow.'' She quoted The Wizard of Oz a little absentmindedly, a little under her breath, a little wistfully. A deep breath escaped her chest as if she was trying to let go of the sudden weight upon it and took a side glanced at Lukas. ''You're gonna have a lot of fun for Spring Break, for me too. And you're not gonna fight Sedona. Take a break from the campus drama and enjoy for once. Photoshop me into your photos after you come back. I must be in them. You know I'd photo bomb you if I was there, anyway.'' Sam chuckled, nodding. ''And most of all, don't forget... Facetiming in the evenings. Do we have a deal?"

Lukas: That had already been a given. If anyone had even attempted to take her they would have ended up being dropped on their ass. “Yeah. No shit, Sherlock.” The sarcastic remark playfully slipped from his lips as she once more commented on missing him, this time quoting that ridiculous move she had forced him to watch once. Scrunching up his nose in disgust and refraining from teasingly calling her a nerd, he simply nodded his head in agreement and thanked his stars that he wouldn't have to bother with watching that sorta crap again. It sucked that just to get rid of musicals he'd have to lose her but there was a bright side, even if it could barely be called that. Shaking his head as she went on about spring break, Lukas not wishing to hear it lifted up his hand to cover her mouth and shut her up. “Seriously, it's not gonna be the same and you know it. I was here for spring break cause we were gonna get fucking shitfaced and hang but like, it's not gonna be nearly as much fun with you gone.” He admitted honestly.

Sam: ''Obviously. You know why?" Sam asked, wiggling her eyebrows in a joking manner. ''Because I'm awesome, amazing, irreplaceable.'' She hopped back to sit on the bed up straight and flipped her hair back as if she was being proud of herself, or flaunting. ''You should remember this mantra. Always repeat it before bed. Sam is awesome, amazing, irreplaceable. And you know what else?" She paused, her fingers slowly traveling to the pillow behind her. She suddenly snatched it and hit Lukas with it as hard as she could. ''She's a real killer at pillow fights!"

Lukas: “No. Why?” Playing right into her trap with the stupid question, all Lukas could do as she started bragging about herself and going in was roll his eyes and fight back the smile that threatened to break free from her antics. It was cute seeing her in such a way. Annoying but nevertheless cute. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll rem-” Cut off by her suddenly grabbing at one of his pillows and smacking him upside the head with it, the omega remained still as he attempted to just process what she had just done. Everything he had said just moments ago about her behavior being cute? He took it back. There was nothing cute about her continuous attacking him and beating him as if he had stolen from her. “The fuck, Sam?” He asked, feigning anger as he reached over to smack the pillow out of her hands. Knocking it to the ground before tossing the remaining pillows that littered his bed to the floor, the moment any and all feather filled objects that could be used as weapons were gone he shifted to hover over her, the omega briefly wrestling with her before taking hold of both wrists in one hand and forcing them above her head. “Could we get out of fight mode please? I don't really want to remember today as the day you beat me black and blue.”

Sam: Sam was so amused at what was going down; it was no secret she liked to be in control over any and every situation. Having an upper hand over someone like Lukas was strangely satisfying. She ignored his complaints -- she was blocking her own melancholy and sadness over the fact that she was leaving by going into a straight up pillow war with him and laughing was easier than crying. Besides, she was pretty sure that the airport was going to be emotional enough. But then he smacked the pillow out of her hands before she had any time to react, figuring he'd just defend himself instead of attacking right back, she fell back to the bed with him wrestling her, getting dangerously close to tickling which she absolutely hated but was amused nevertheless. Sam was perfectly fine at wrestling him until he incapacitated her with her hands above her head, chest raising up and down from her shallow breathing. ''This is unfair!'' She complained with a small chuckle, but then also assumed it was not going to work, so she looked up at him with the innocent doe eyes and batted her lashes. ''Me? I would /never/...'' Sam trailed off.

Lukas: Instant regret. He felt nothing but instant fucking regret as his gaze immediately dropped down to her heaving chest, his jaw dropping open in surprise as his mind blanked. Everything he had said about him liking her for just being her? Still true but he was a male, she a very attractive female and well, he couldn't be blamed for the fact that having her so close was distracting as hell. Nodding his head as she stared up innocently at him, rather than reply with some snippy comment, Lukas just silently rolled over her his eyes immediately closing as he flopped onto his back beside her and tried to rid himself of the mental image currently plaguing his mind. “Let's not do that again. In fact, lets get the hell off this bed. If we only got today to just hang out then lets go chill or something.”

Sam: There it was again. The same moment from a few weeks ago when it was more difficult than it usually was to distinguish the difference between her best friend and a guy she was attracted to. The line was so blurred that she wanted to blink through it to see it more clearly. She bit into her lower lip as it seemed that he shared her thoughts. Crossing this line was never an option and just because she was leaving, didn't mean they were allowed to cross it. She didn't want it, either. It would've meant turning their friendship into something else and she didn't do the other thing. As she watched him roll over, Sam clenched her jaw still smiling, brushing it off like she usually did. She pulled her hair tie from the end of her pony tail and ruffled her hair, hopping back to her feet. Getting the hell off that bed was actually the best thing he could have suggested, regardless of how she actually felt. She didn't want to complicate it further. ''Okay, idea. Let me beat you in our last game of pool and let me drag you to another photo booth. I must have these memories.'' She suggested, rubbing her palms together, excited about it.

Lukas: Exhaling a breath that could very much be classed as one of relief as she rolled off the bed, Lukas following behind her snagged two beers from the pack she had brought before bringing one up for her to take. “Pool, photo booth, and then a matching best friends forever tattoo. Gotcha.” Rushing out the final activity with a chuckle, Lukas not wanting to leave any room for argument or allow her the chance to really catch up to what he had said moved quick to slip out of the room once the sentence was gone from his lips.

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