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Well today really couldn't get any weirder. Sure it had started fairly normal- as normal as it could ne when Camyn was pretty much feral- God Luke was regretting introducing him to caffeine.

And then he'd run into you while he was taking out the trash, sprawled out in a way that was obviously everything but comfortable, bruised and bleeding and God knows what else. so naturally, he immediately picked up your limp form and carried you up as best as he could to his apartment.

He tentatively nudged open the door with a foot- his hands were occupied. And he caught sight of Camryn's ears flick over in his direction as the turned to face him, picking up on the smell of another individual.

"Oh my god dude- it's like Deja vu. tryna replace me?" they said teasingly, you looked pitiful they thought.

"What- huh- no I'm not- not at all- I just yaknow..." Luke replied hastily before Camryn cut him off.

"Nah nah, I know I was kidding, don't stress it- so uh... put them on the couch I guess..?" This was gunna be interesting.

"Hey 'Rynnnnn, can I have a hand" He said looking over to them with puppy dog eyes.

"Dude- Okay damn" They were already crossing the room to help him.