[openpost]

[firefromwater]

Somewhere in the mansion, there is a Lucas. He's actually playing with his dog for once instead of just sitting around reading. Mostly this is because he's a bit of a nervously fidgety Lucas but seriously, nobody needs to know that. Currently they're alternating between fetch and tug-o-war with vaguely duck-shaped dog toy that has most definitely seen better days. Joth is doing that wonderful, puppy growl and wrestle bit with the duck's head in his mouth. Lucas, on the other hand, has a hold of the poor duck's ass as he sits on a couch and reminds himself that asking someone on a date really isn't that terrifying of a proposition, especially when the person in question has already agreed that going out again would be a good idea.

Typist: This is mostly for Meg, obviously, but anyone and everyone can feel free to bother him.