❝ 𝙄 𝘼𝙈 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙇𝙇 𝙒𝙊𝙇𝙁 ❞ lucas bennit 18+ twd oc penned by rj ⟲ ♡

Is anyone actually sure what's going on?

(( I didnt log in forever and then i get hacked LMFAO sorry everyone they sent that scam ass ad to

(( like for a starter?

(( @worldfathered liked for starter "Brilliant. Now we're stuck," the blond chides, kicking his muddy boots up on the beaten dash of the absolutely decrepit F1-50.

(( c. liked for a starter "Are you SURE this is the right way?"

Stares at @worldfathered.

He's purposefully ignoring his presences.

Good luck with that, shorty.

Right, of course. How could he forget? "Do you need something?"

Lucas' thin freckled nose wrinkles at the thought. He isn't a touchy person.

It's so... irritating. "Go hug a friend."

Boyfriend is a strong word. Very strong. "Maybe she doesn't like being touched either, hm?"

God, Carl really knew how to get under Lucas skin. He turns his downturned-eyed stare on Carl, face void of emotion save for that tiny crease between his brows that always seemed to give him away. "How about you just sit with me," he says.

Lucas casually turns the page of his book— not that he can comprehend it very well. It's a bit over his head, considering his education stopped somewhere in middle school, but he's doing the best he can with it. "For?" he asks.

Lucas raises his brows, not looking up from the book as he turns the page again, simply pretending to read at this point. Who gives a fuck about Moby or the dick? Stupid.

He's stealing from @worldfathered's bathroom.

He's spraying this body mist everywhere, because it smells good. He stares at it a moment before pocketing it.

It's not AXE.... It just— smells like Carl after he showers, is all. Lucas kneels again, digging through the cupboard under the sink.

He looks up slowly, toothbrush hanging out of his mouth. His hair is sopping wet still, and it's soaking the back of his shirt. "What?"