Throughout her entire life Luna Azalea-LaRusso has been trained in karate alongside her adoptive sister by their father, although being adopted by the LaRusso's at the age of two years old the brunette forms relationships with both of her parents Am...
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022 — now you're gonna pay
season three — episode three
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OVER THE PAST FEW DAYS, Luna's motivation for painting still hasn't returned although she has found herself scrolling through different websites for inspiration.
Luna sits on her bed dialling the number she knows off by heart now waiting for the line to pick up.
"Mr LaRusso... I said no!" Robby snarls, "Damn. I didn't realise I was a man." Luna responds with a laugh.
"Oh. Sorry baby, hey." Robby says in a calm voice, "Hey Robs. How are things?" Luna quizzes, "Here and there but I'm making it day by day." Robby responds.
After a fifteen minute conversation Robby has to end the phone call due to the facilities rules making Luna sigh sadly placing her phone on her bed beside her with a pout on her face.
"You ready?" Sam wonders walking into the girls bedroom seeing Luna sprawled out on her bed.
"Yeah. I'm ready." Luna responds standing up from her bed and leaving the house to drive with Sam to the hospital to visit Miguel.
Luna groans in annoyance due to being stuck in traffic for two years before Sam and her arrive at the hospital where Miguel's recovering.
"Hey." Sam greets walking into Miguel's room with Luna beside her, "Hello Migs." Luna voices waving at the shocked male.
"Hey. Hey Lun." Miguel responds gently, "I hope it's okay, us just showing up like this." Sam mumbles.
"Migs actually knew I was coming to visit him today so..." Luna shrugs taking a seat on the end of Miguel's bed knowing he won't mind.
"How are you? I mean—sorry, i—it's a stupid question." Sam stutters.
Luna chuckles seeing the awkwardness between the two exes before handing Miguel the bottle of coca-cola she brought him from the vending machine down the hallway.
"It's okay. I have a surgery on Friday, some doctor from out of state, supposedly works miracles." Miguel responds, "That's great, right?" Sam asks.
"I'm not getting my hopes up. The surgery costs a ton, my mom's gonna be in debt and there's no guarantee it'll work, but..." Miguel explains.
"Hey none of that negativity. You're gonna fight this Migs. I'll be here every step of the way as well." Luna utters firmly receiving a nod of appreciation of the male.
"Yeah. If anyone can beat the odds. It's you." Sam softly says.
Without noticing Sam runs her hand along the now scarred wound on her inner bicep.
