(??o ? o???)
Don’t make me say…
Okay, I won't lol. Do you have a keyboard on your phone for those?
lol yes. (??> ω
Don't u live in London?
yes, my mom gave me the phone haha shipped it all the way to me.
Oh, so you're close to your family then?
“Leave him be, he doesn’t smile like this very often," August was saying to Iris. Luka looked up from his phone and they were both staring at him, amused. August drained the rest of their drink, slurping again. “We’re gonna go next door for food, want us to bring you anything back?”
“Yeah, just some fries or whatever.” Luka waved them off and returned to his phone.
[Unknown number]
Yup! I call my mom every day. My younger sisters sometimes get to talk too if they are around.
Wow thats remarkably sweet.
Thank you!
How's your family?
I dunno. I don't talk to my parents. I'd rather not talk about them though, sorry :/
Thats ok! Im sorry. What are you doing?
Waiting on my friends to bring me food at the bar lol we've been out for a while.
Been texting me under the table, are you? :)
Out in the open, actually.
Luka gave in, popped open the camera app and took a slightly blurry photo of himself, called it good enough and dropped it into the chat before he could look at the selfie too closely and decide he hated it.
[Unknown Number]
[Image attachment] They're not back yet, sooo….
youre gonna make me say it arent you
what?
You are unbelievable.
So handsome.
can I have another?
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Luka nearly choked on his drink, but snapped another with his face half hidden to try to disguise how pink his cheeks were turning. He dropped it in the chat, then threw caution to the wind and attached the photo he took post-shower yesterday.
“Hey, Luka!” Jay plopped down in the seat across from him with a stranger at his side. “Whoa, why are you so red?”
