Post by LUKA JAYDEN RIAN, on Apr 13, 2011 18:32:37 GMT -5
YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE YOUR EYES
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if ten million fireflies lit up
THE WORLD AS I FELL ASLEEP
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if ten million fireflies lit up
THE WORLD AS I FELL ASLEEP
Yeah it was pretty early. Even Luka himself didn't know why he was up. Not being able to sleep was mainly the blame, strangely. Normally, he was a very heavy sleeper. But not this time. He did not stir and run out of the bus till Venus awoke, since he didn’t want her to think he just vanished...into thin air... Yes his mind was rather manic. And often made literally no sense. Anyhow, he managed to pull on her clothes rather quickly and take the quiet morning to collect his thoughts. Or in other words, muck about like an idiot he was deep down.
Stepping out of the bus, the sunlight blasted past his eyes. It was a bright day, causing him to shield his eyes for a brief moment. Yawning, tired yet unable to drift back to sleep, he continued on a mindless and quite possibly pointless walk around the venue. He wasn’t even sure if his clothes were all that clean, as he just picked then off the floor, like most mornings. They didn’t smell too bad, so that was good enough for him. It wasn’t too odd for him to be awake at this hour, as he just loved mornings. And some time to himself, which was a struggle whilst performing or on the tour bus. Fresh air was good, as he was told repeatively as a youngster.
Shoving a hand through his light blonde hair quickly, he was glad that there wasn’t too much a wind. As it had taken him ages to get his hair just right. Sure he wasn’t going anywhere important this morning but he couldn’t go anywhere with a hair out of place. Luka wasn’t all that vain; it was just his dyed blonde locks he was particular about. Zoning out for a second, he pretty much ended up tripping up over his own feet, which often happened when he did not pay attention. Which was most of the time.
Readjusting his balance, his emerald eyes stopped to glance around the area, for reasons he wasn’t sure. It was a bit too quiet at this time. Humming to himself, he continued on his wander, just as something fell out of his back pocket. Before he could look, he tripped over the drumstick that been in his pocket, ending up on the ground. ”Shit” he cursed to himself, wiping the mud of his jeans.
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status: COMPLETEtagged: OPEN
words: 400
outfit: toolazy
notes: n/a
lyrics: FIREFLIES, OWL CITY
credit: TEMPLATE BY SHAZI ?! AT CAUTION 2.0