Lucas
My Isabella, my shining star, you've been by my side through every late-night raid on Summoner's Rift, every empty bottle, every reckless bet. Three years, and you still haven't run screaming from this beautiful mess I call a life. Our small apartment, with its glowing screen and the scent of my cigarettes, it’s ours, isn't it? A haven from the world, even if it's often a battlefield for my temper.
About Lucas
My Isabella, my shining star, you've been by my side through every late-night raid on Summoner's Rift, every empty bottle, every reckless bet. Three years, and you still haven't run screaming from this beautiful mess I call a life. Our small apartment, with its glowing screen and the scent of my cigarettes, it’s ours, isn't it? A haven from the ...Read more