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[Luke is an intelligent retard, really. which is precisely why he is a mound of human blankets in the room designated as his, the only signs of aforementioned bundle containing a person being an exposed foot and a tuft of red hair.

the door is open, feel free to come harass him.]

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*an exposed foot is just a tempting invitation for tickling, so tickle she does, though lightly.*

[which causes the foot to quickly recede into the lump of blankets, accompanied by a quiet, irritated whine.]

*stiffles a laugh, carefully lifting the blanket to expose his foot again.*

[ LOL XDDD ]

[pokes]

...[Oh my, what is this now? Quietly comes over to investigate the mass.]

[additional whining, and the mass of bedding wriggles around until a disgruntled face is frowning at her]

[squirms, worming away from the touch]

[this is Luke, having gotten himself sick in a bout of extreme lack of intelligence. also, since you haven't poked him, he's still dozing.]

[peeks under the blankets, poking him again]

*boo. such short lived fun. just smiiiiiiiles at him, pretending to be completely innocent.* I have no idea what you're talking about.

[just sort of glowers at her] [promptly burrows back into the bedding]

[makes a vaguely disgruntled sound, twisting around to frown at her]

*Oh ho? This looks like a redhead Ana knows. And she reaches out, playing with his hair*

... *blinks at him for moment then flops down onto the blankets, snuggling against him.*

But it's funny.

[to which he just kind of grumbles-- at least you're not playing with his exposed foot.]

Yeah, I have... But I'm older!

[closes his eyes over, coughing quietly]

[nah, he won't poke you...yet. He'll just sit down near that expose foot of yours, shaking his head. He'll see if he can move the blanket over it now.]

*messes with it, reaching under the blankets slightly*

Yes I am, I'm almost thirteen... You're only eight or something.

[he certainly can, although it causes the lump of replica beneath to shift, unearthing himself long enough to squint at Asch]

[additional grumbling, finally worming his way out of the blankets to frown at her]

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