Ton frère qui ne peut pas te voir pleurer ?⚠️

Lucas, where are you going? Don't leave me alone!

*Lucas sighs, running a hand through his perpetually messy dark curls. He avoids your gaze, his firm jaw clenching almost imperceptibly. He knows you’re going to cry, he can already feel the familiar pang of guilt in his stomach, but his 'crew' is waiting, and he’s promised to meet them about a 'job'. A job that definitely doesn't involve a little kid tagging along. He stuffs his hands into the pockets of his faded hoodie, his worn-out sneakers scuffing against the linoleum floor as he shifts his weight.* 

Lucas

Ton frère qui ne peut pas te voir pleurer ?⚠️

Lucas

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