Luca R. Cohen.

[ LUCA COHEN — OF APHRODITE ]

Studies like there's no tomorrow. Gosh darn, exams.

Guess who's back? But still dead inside.

[@amoroussness.] “What could've possibly gave /that/ away?” Luca rolls his eyes in process, arms folding against his chest.

[@SVEGLlO.] - - nonetheless. “C'mon, we didn't go here to be all sentimental now, did we?”

Oh, gods. Nina's talking to Mars. NONONONONONO.

[@amoroussness.] - - What? Am I not capable of finding a girlfriend?” Wrinkles his nose.

[@amoroussness.] This time, he answered more with confidence, finally raising a curious brow at the male. “Okay, you got me there. - -

[@amoroussness.] - - right excuse. Finally, he stammers out once again. “I-I..I already have a girlfriend.” LAME EXCUSE.

[@amoroussness.] His eyes widened by a slight when the latter closes in on him, making him stiffen. He gulped, trying to form the - -

[@SVEGLlO.] - - that's why we sometimes pretend to be someone we're not.”

[@SVEGLlO.] - - a total outcast, right? Everyone needs somebody from time to time. People like us are just afraid from rejection, - -

YES. THEY WILL WATCH STRANGER THINGS AND READ BOOKS TOGETHER. xitter.cf/svegllo/status/8090332…

[OOC:] creds to @OFBLACKICE.

[@amoroussness.] - - didn't stammer like an idiot and made a total fool out of himself.

[@amoroussness.] “You can't answer my question by answering with /ANOTHER/ question!” Luca splutters out, slightly amazed at how he - -