to say that luke was more than pleased when michael gave him his phone number, was an understatement. everything was going perfectly.
luke smiled at michael and thanked him, before picking up his things and walking away. he walked out of the library, letting out a content sigh and strolled back to his house, a sly grin spread across his face. everything was going perfectly.
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