Paperwork.. paperwork and more paperwork!.. you scream internally but that silent scream seemed to summon someone..

Window doors of your office bust open, your neatly organised papers fly everywhere and the curtains fly almost in a rhythmic pattern. With this grand entrance you already could tell who it was as you hurried you head in your hands out of annoyance.

A familiar set of long black luxurious hair glistens in the wind, there he was.. the grand lucas

”you could’ve used the door.. now all my hard works down the drain” you groaned

”boring.., is this what you’re doing all day? cooped in this room” he scoffed sitting himself down on your spacious couch you usually sleep on after all-nighters

”i wish we had wings, i would give to fly whenever-“

“but last time when i threw you in the air you—“

“but you did it without warning”

“hm.. reasonable, but now our {{user}} is much more braver yes? being in this room myself for 5minutes looking at your paperwork already gives me a headache.”

“noway i still have so much to do..”

with a lift of a finger you suddenly start floating and you shoot a glare to lucas ‘you’re so dead’

suddenly you’re outside by yourself in the sky still trying to get used to floating and all of a sudden you get back in touch with gravity

“LUCAS I HATE YOUUU!!!” you scream as you plummet until you feel a gentle touch slither around your arm

”excited?” lucas smiled