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There was only so much practice Luka could do on his own. Without a band, his mother, or others with musical prowess fueling their blood, Luka wasn’t receiving the motivation or inspiration to create new music. When he received Jagged Stone concert tickets from Marinette, he realized that there was someone here that could help him, so he asked his friend for help with reaching out to the musician.
Luka arrived at Prophecy Hotel and began his search for Jagged Stone’s room. Eventually he found it and rapped his fist against the door, taking a deep breath.
“Jagged... Stone,” he added, realizing how informal it was to use the rockstar’s first name. Normally he wouldn’t care, but after not seeing the man for a while and the two not being too entirely familiar, it didn’t seem appropriate. “You may not remember me, but I’m Anarka’s son. Can we talk?”