sincerely yours || luke hemmings au

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dear luke (the loser),
pizza friday night sounds fabulous. looking forward to it, loser. hopefully this pizza lives up to its long awaited expectations. perhaps your phone won't be waiting much longer. (:
do you drive? i haven't gotten my license yet. i have a car though, which is kind of a funny story. maybe i'll tell you sometime.
i don't always have a lot of free time, but for fun i guess i play cello and read. i'm pretty much an introvert...
since i'm out of questions, i'll just tell you something about myself. i'm allergic to peanuts.
xoxoxoxo ness

Luke read and reread the note with a smile on his face. He had never imagined replying to a simple note on a desk would lead to a crush and endless opportunities with said crush. He liked Vanessa and he looked forward to their notes. Their story wasn't necessarily cinematic nor was it a tale of epic love, but it was shaping up to be quite the tale. Things with Vanessa and himself felt surreal, it was like it was nothing more than a dream. Until Friday, of course. Then everything would be completely solid, and it would lose the dreamlike state it currently held. He hoped he wouldn't mess anything up.