"hey, don't you think that girl looks
like she would rather swim in a tank
of sharks than be here right now?"
luke glanced over a few tables at a brunette girl
who was probably about to dash away from the
table, run a thousand miles, and never return,
which luke could definitely understand. he sort
of recognized the guy she was on a date with:
had they gone to elementary school together or
something? whatever. point is, luke didn't
remember anything good about him, and it
didn't look like the girl was finding anything good
either.
"hey, you know what i should do?"
he looked around at this friends and pushed back
his chair, starting to stand up before anyone could
even say, "luke, no, that's the absolute worst idea
you've ever had."
without thinking, he runs over to the girl's table.
"hey! hey! hey! there's this absolutely
horrible family emergency we need to
get to, like, right now. come on. what
are you waiting for?? let's go!!!"