growing up, Luke had almost always wanted to be a plane conductor.

everyone was always so supportive of his dreams, though stuck in dreary camp half blood he didn’t know if he’d ever make it past the border.

recently, you and Luke had formed a bond and he wasn’t shy with his obsession and aspirations.

you and him would be come closer, all the way up until you were sleeping over at his cabin casually.

you sat on his bed, new game cards in your hand. you always loved a good game.