luke lies on his bed, beaming at the ceiling. “what a day” he sighs. he kept replaying the same moment in his head all day. he wishes he had been more clever or funny, but how could he have make that moment any more perfect? he picks up his phone and peeks at his lock screen one more time before bed. his stomach gets that excited fluttery feeling all over again. “hug me brotha!” he giggles into his pillow, before drifting off to sleep.