Racing into the night
Just like that the first week went by in a breeze, nothing particularly of import had happened throughout that time. Luck had gone to work a couple of times immediately after classes since he still needed money to survive.
The school provided free lunch to some degree, since some things still needed to be paid for while he had to pay for his dinner himself. Throughout this time he had only seen Arlder once which was the time where he stole his drink.
From what Ayra told him Arlder was busy handling some portals that opened around the city.
Since he still had no friends, he spent most of his time alone, that is whenever Ayra wasn't around.
Now it was a Saturday.
Luck laid on the bed staring at the ceiling, his eyepatch was laying beside him, he just showered and could not be bothered to wear it.