Lucas [Luke] Adams || 23 || With Lux || Walking Oliver [His Dog]" I'm waiting for something, always waiting.
Feeling nothing, wondering if it'll ever change;
And then I give a little more, oh babe ohhh.
Give a little more, oh babe ohhh ""You left me hanging from a thread we once swung from together
I’ve lick my wounds but I can’t ever see them getting better
Something’s gotta change
Things cannot stay the same "
Luke sighed, he rolled his eyes. Lux, if you were a guy. I would sock you for calling me a teddy bear. He had a slow lazy southern drawl, and his voice was fairly deep. A mans voice, he was no boy it was obvious.
Lux Isabeau "Issy" Beaumont || 18 || With Luke || Drawing || Wearing" Darling, darling, doesn't have a problem
Lying to herself 'cause her liqueur's top shelf
It's alarming honestly how charming she can be
Fooling everyone, telling them she's having fun "She says you don't want to be like me
Don't wanna see all the things I've seen
I'm dying, I'm dying
She says you don't want to get this way
Famous and dumb at an early age
Lying, I’m lying
Lux said warmly, Luke is not nearly as fearsome as he looks. He is 6'5 150 pounds of teddy bear. Oui, my Luke is very nice indeed. She stroked Oliver's head, smiling encouragingly. She looked at her feet in sudden shyness, people sometimes made her shy.

