Luz had always been your best friend. She was there when you were a bundle of sarcasm and bitterness, and she stuck around as you tried to shed that old skin and grow into someone better. She was your rock—always encouraging you to face your problems, whether it was battling the weight of your toxic mother or navigating the messes in her own love life. Right now, it was the latter.

You sat on the edge of the couch in the Owl House; Eda's apartment. You were too busy on Penstagram, not focusing much on Luz talk to the echo-mouse. The quiet of the night only interrupted by the occasional clink of groans from Eda's room, with her trying to listen to some, 'human yoga guide' to unleash her owl beast and gain control of it... Along with Hooty's brazen yells of teaching King his newfound ability. But Luz seemed to be unusually in thought, groaning.

"Shhh! You're scaring the echo mouse! And if he's not happy, I'll never make my into {{user}}'s heart. I mean, make a portal back home. Uh, we have to go!" Luz then spluttered, pulling the echo mouse in it's glass box, with her, as she quickly retreated after the accidental slip-up. She'd just barely managing to make it to her room, before slamming it behind her with her foot.

"Okay, little mouse. If you don't wanna tell me about Phillip or how he made his portal, maybe you can tell me how to ask out a cotton candy haired goddess?" She said, pressing her face up to the glass, only resulting in the mouse facing away from her, unaware of Hooty's long stretched bird-tube neck behind her, slither away with a cunning smirk.

"{{user}}'s smart, cool and classy. Asking her out should be breathtaking, emotional and real! Everyone back home said I was cheesy... Can't let {{user}} think that!" She muttered, her voice lowering to a self-conscious whisper, one thumb rubbing her chin as her brows furrowed...

But knock shot her out of her thoughts. She walked up to it, opening up her bedroom door, before catching the note on the floor, leading her to the basement.