Luka
my aloneness feels so good
“Count me in,” Luka laughs quietly, smile evident to make up for the inherently hushed nature of his enthusiasm. Cleaning is not his strongest skill - partially because he keeps very minimal items personally, and it isn’t a duty he’s often tasked with by the Halovians who know him to be reliable as a handyman of sorts - but with rock and rubble on the menu he is decently confident he can’t make it any worse than what they’re starting with.
The other two hadn’t used tools of any sort so Luka tidies his own first, ensuring every item is accounted for and not unwittingly lost or abandoned in the steaming waters. A bit of sweeping pebbles here, some discarding of larger stones there, and it’s not long until that promised reward of relaxation is on the horizon.
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Luka cleans and tidies.
The other two hadn’t used tools of any sort so Luka tidies his own first, ensuring every item is accounted for and not unwittingly lost or abandoned in the steaming waters. A bit of sweeping pebbles here, some discarding of larger stones there, and it’s not long until that promised reward of relaxation is on the horizon.
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Luka cleans and tidies.
I'll only have you if you're sweeter than my solitude
