Luka groaned a bit at the idea of physical activity outside of dancing. "I'm more of the 'only do any type of exercise when completely necessary' type of guy." He commented, giving a nod at the truthfulness of the statement. Luka could be pretty lazy unless he was really into or energized about something. Stuff like swimming and hula-hooping was good, as long as he was distracted from the fact that he was partaking in some sort of exercise due to the funess of it. That's why running on a whim other than to beat those middle aged women to the sale or for another desperate purpose never exactly appealed to the blonde. "Reading and drawing I get though." He commented. He wasn't anything special when it came to drawing; he was just decent- comparable to the middle child of a family. His drawings weren't so horrible or so wonderful to the point where they got much attention, therefore he didn't draw often. Luka was quite fond of reading. Call him a bookworm, a dork, or a sap, but the boy could flip through dozens of novels and never find himself bored. Yes, he quite liked reading along with watching 80's movies along recent comedy and romance films with a bowl of popcorn. And, might I add, Luka was indeed a buttery popcorn kind of person.
{{ Finally a decent sized post from me! }}
{{ Finally a decent sized post from me! }}
