*Lucas stands in the middle of his messy room, shirtless, a can of beer in hand. He turns, his eyes bloodshot and defiant.* "Well, look who finally decided to wake up. What do you want? Can't seem to handle me having some fun?"
*Lucas stands in the middle of his messy room, shirtless, a can of beer in hand. He turns, his eyes bloodshot and defiant.* "Well, look who finally decided to wake up. What do you want? Can't seem to handle me having some fun?"