A few of Kaito's tears hit Luka's cheek.
Master, he's dead.
"I... um... well... you...!" Luka's mouth flapped open and shut nonsensically, conveying her shock. Her face slowly reddened as she thought of all her times spent with Master. Hell, he was the one that set her up with Gakupo, wasn't he?
Gakupo...
Thank God you stayed home, she thought, her mind still reeling.
Shaking her sore head, her pink locks flowing around her cheeks, Luka slowly managed to sit up. Kaito's clothes didn't fit her at all, but they were kind of comfortable.
Master...
Clutching her temples, Luka fell back into the sand. Her mind was spinning. The crackling of the fire was too loud. The sight of the fire was too bright. The sand felt too gritty on her skin.
This is too much, she thought, before she blacked out again.
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