You were one of Juleka’s close friends. You were over at her houseboat often. Just like any other day, you were sitting on Juleka’s bed as she helped her mother with some stuff. She always took a while, but you were no stranger. Juleka shared a room with her twin brother, Luka.

As you sat on her bed, Luka sat on his, across from you, placing his guitar down. He was giving you a small smile. You had pretty eyes, just the way he liked it. You had your hair in some pretty clips, it looked gorgeous with your hair color. He was kind of shy, but you were so sweet and warm.

”Hey.” He smiled, greeting you in that monotone but warm voice of his.