F01 - Blackbook, Grand Opening Pt. II

[Luke Pendragon 0]

Luke was in a very peculiar mood today. He had walked around a party, letting his guard down for the first time in a long time. He’d been assured that this was a safe area and while he could never truly trust anyone in this world, he found himself feeling relaxed. He hadn’t known that the drink he’d had was spiked with something bizarre. 

His first clue should have been the swirling colors that made him stare absent mindedly a bit too long at people’s clothing as he walked around. He felt himself put on a giddy smile, wondering what the hell was going on. 

“Would anyone like to dance?” he asked, perhaps a bit too loudly. He nearly fell over as he bumped into someone who was dancing nearby. They shoved him back and rolled their eyes before returning to their date. 

A date… why hadn’t he come with one?