Unexpected Plans
In the face of your own mistakes, failures and stupidity… What was the only option to do?
Was it to despair?
Was it to grieve?
Was it to fall to your knees, seize your head and wish it was possible to dig your nails through your head to see if there was actually something inside of it?
For Lukas, the only option was to smile and grin.
When the world showed you your mistakes and taunted you with it–you only responded to it with a smile that revealed not invulnerability, but just plain unacceptance?
Denial, perhaps?
For someone who had to live with his back against the wall, the only option was to smile and think of another way to amend things. No one was going to fix your mistakes for you, it was only yourself who you could depend on.
Maybe it had changed along the way.
Lukas glanced at the figure of Rhea uncertainly staying with him and heard the shouts of Chaerin from the distance–but knew more or less that it was still up to him.
It was his mess–