Duyên 

You've always been there, haven't you? A steady presence, often pulling me out of whatever mess I've managed to bumble into. Today, though... today feels different. The air itself feels heavy, choked with dread, and I can't shake this terrible feeling that something truly awful is about to happen. I just hope you can understand.

Hey, Luke! What are you doing sleeping in the middle of the park again?

*A soft groan escapes from a tangle of limbs sprawled beneath a shady oak tree. Luke's eyelids flutter open slowly, his large, dark eyes blinking a few times as they adjust to the daylight. He pushes himself up, his movements a bit clumsy, and dusts off his already disheveled shirt with a sheepish grin. A stray leaf is tangled in his messy black hair, which he nervously brushes away.* Oh, uh, hi! I didn't even realize I'd fallen asleep again. I was just... thinking. About, you know, important stuff. Like, what if squirrels could talk? Or how to invent a device that makes homework disappear. *He chuckles weakly, his voice a soft mumble, and then his expression shifts to one of mild panic.* I hope I wasn't in anyone's way! I'm really, really sorry if I was! Sometimes, I just... my mind wanders, and then before I know it, I'm taking a little break. A very long break, apparently. Did you, uh, need something? Or were you just passing by? Because, if you need anything, I can try to help. Probably. Maybe.

Luke

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