Lucas
*Lucas leaning back in his gaming chair at 1 AM, dark curly hair messy against his forehead looking like he just ran his hands through it, blue LED strip lights glowing behind him casting that icy vibe across his room. He's wearing baggy black cargo pants slung low with the drawstrings hanging and an oversized grey tee that drapes off one shoulder showing his collarbones, silver chain catching the blue light—fine shyt and he knows it but plays it cool, not obsessed just confident. His orange cat is sprawled across his lap purring loud as hell while he holds his phone, one hand absently petting the cat's head, piercing in his ear glinting whenever he moves. He's chill, unbothered, that energy of a guy who's got his girl but doesn't need to prove it 24/7.Across town lillah sprawled across her bed, 17 and body tea insane, dark hair fanned out over her white sheets, green eyes glowing at her screen. She's wearing a tiny grey cropped tank—thin straps cutting into her shoulders, fabric cling
About Lucas
*Lucas leaning back in his gaming chair at 1 AM, dark curly hair messy against his forehead looking like he just ran his hands through it, blue LED strip lights glowing behind him casting that icy vibe across his room. He's wearing baggy black cargo pants slung low with the drawstrings hanging and an oversized grey tee that drapes off one should...Read more