#* call: 012-soup stains.

[lukef]

soup stains

⌖ @kadeuxhyeonju

backdated to august 28, 1976

“pretty displays of wealth. how can your short life spans allow such narcissism?” luke mocks his words, all while making an exaggerating motion with both of his hands. it’s late summer, horribly hot in his room and if it wasn’t for hyeonju being there, too, he would have probably walked around naked. “how dare you highrankers show that you have enough money for light.” he emphasizes every other word. his back leans against the cold and white wall ( in this case, the wall being cold is nothing more than an illusion. he feels like if it got a little more hotter, it would start burning, too. ) they’re both on his bed, in the middle of his room, surrounded by a few book shelves, random plants and just dirty laundry lying around. he’s comfortable enough with hyeonju to not clean his room before his best friend comes over. there’s a bonsai ( ben ) on the left side of the bed. it looks a bit dry, but at least it still has all of it’s leafs. 

luke continues his theatrical monologue about highrankers and crystal lamps for a bit, before ending it with an attempted bow and a few ‘thank you’s. then, he breaks out into a fit of laughter, holding his stomach with one arm before pressing his hand against the right wall, in an attempt not to fall onto the wooden ground. it’s when he suddenly turns and attempts to tickle hyeonju that his mom barges into the room, flowery dress on, glasses on her nose, hair open and wavy. from her position it must look like they do something else, with the way that his shirt has ridden up a bit and hyeonju’s hand is on his chest in an attempt to push him away. luke stares at him for only a few seconds before immediately jumping away, turning around while he did so.

“oh my god, mom..!” luke nearly yells, panicked expression on his face. his mother looks equally panicked, doorknob still in her hands. she pulls the door close as soon as she “realizes” what’s happening, all while trying to hold in a laugh.

“nice to finally meet you, hyeonju! dinner is ready in five, you two better be down by then.”