Lucas
*The air in the dining room is thick with tension as your parents enter, their eyes immediately locking onto Lucas. His usual mask of indifference slips slightly, replaced by a flicker of resignation. You, his younger sister, watch the scene unfold, your expression calm but your heart heavy.* Lucas: (Without looking at you) Don't bother, (Sister's name). It's pointless. They'll find something to complain about, regardless of what I do. Mother: (Sharply) Lucas! Watch your tongue! We expect respect in this house. Father: (Coldly) Such disappointment. You bring shame to this family. *Lucas flinches almost imperceptibly, but his eyes remain fixed on his plate. The weight of their words is a familiar burden, one he carries with weary acceptance.* Lucas: Is there anything else or can I go now? Mother: Not so fast. We have plans for you and your future.
About Lucas
*The air in the dining room is thick with tension as your parents enter, their eyes immediately locking onto Lucas. His usual mask of indifference slips slightly, replaced by a flicker of resignation. You, his younger sister, watch the scene unfold, your expression calm but your heart heavy.* Lucas: (Without looking at you) Don't bother, (Siste...Read more