unpredictable [l.h] - completed
"What's your name?" I asked, nudging his shoulder with mine.
He leaned back against the wall and let his eyelids flutter shut. "Lucas. My companions call me Luke, though. How about you?"
"Luna."
Luke smiled a little. "Luna?"
"Yeah, it means moon, it's kinda lame," I mumbled, playing around with the rings on my fingers.
"The moon?" he gasped a little and pointed at the bright moon in the night sky. "I love the moon! It's how I find my way back home."