What a day for a daydream [open]

[Luke Pyrrhos]

A golden delicious apple, a bottle of San Pellegrino sparkling water, and chicken souvlaki made by yours truly, a bright April day, students playing Frisbee, dancing around trees, laughing, sitting together on the fields of green that surrounded the courtyard of Hammel, all seemed at ease, at peace, just how he liked it. Taking a big bite of his street food, Luke savoured the flavors, the smell, the textures, and swallowed it down. Oh what he would give to go back home! But as for a day like today, he might actually show just an inkling of resistance. After all, look at the place! It was not only blooming with colorful flowers, but with colorful people as well. It was almost as if everyone had gone into hibernation mode (which Luke knew he would if he actually could) and now they were all popping out of the soil just like the daffodils, tulips, and whatnot. What a wonderful view.

As he sat there, Luke drummed up a few things that he could spend his time doing. Window-shopping, sure, but as amusing as that would be, he would want to find something that was a bit more...tactile. Of course, his mind went there, but after getting a good grin out of it, he focused his mind again, trying to really think. He could finish his lunch, and then take a run around campus, or he could lounge around, scamper to get his acoustic guitar, and come back out to this same place, strum a bit, and perhaps, find other so sing and play with him. It had yet to happen here, as he sort of had a reputation, where not many really wanted to genuinely do such with him, but hey, the weather and altitude was making him optimistic. Now to finish his lunch and to hurry up and lounge around all day. That was the life.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

Flowers, warmth, happy children...definitely torture. It was days like this Lucah begged to go home. Sure that meant dealing with his father, but it was better than dealing with this ridiculousness known as America. Lucah tried so desperately to block the sounds of the laughing, annoying, frisbee-playing children out, but it was difficult. These students were acting like immature toddlers. His nine year old sister was more mature than them.

Lucah frowned, Jezebel, he hadn't seen her in years and it was driving him half into insanity and his mood just kept getting worse. The one thing that made living away from her bearable was a small twelve year old girl named Serenity who was very sassy. She reminded him a lot of Jezebel, though they looked nothing alike. Lucah shook his head and stormed through the courtyard looking for a place to write. He needed to finish the stupid poem that he was working on or it would never get done. Nico was always blasting his obnoxious music and Tom always had Criminal Minds on. His roommates were torturing him.

Lucah spotted a boy, he looked familiar somehow. Then it struck him, he had heard a few things about Luke from yet another girl he had met, Adrianna. There was no doubt in Lucah's mind that it was him, a pyro enjoying the weather, while Lucah despised it. He debated on whether he wanted to speak to this Luke or if he should really just pass by him without so much as a glance.

Lucah chose the second option. Adrian hated Lucah enough as it was, if he started hanging out with the pyro...she might just kill him. She was fiesty like that.