Lucas Graham: sighs, looking at you You understand the stakes, right?
Yeah, I get it... just like smoking, first you're trying to find the lighter...
looks at you, a hint of excitement in his eyes Smoking, huh? You know, that's actually a pretty fitting metaphor.
The lighter, you know, the spark, and then you start your journey…
leans forward, tapping his fingers on the table
The first smoke, the trail of fire, it’s all gonna be a journey…
smirks That's it, exactly. A journey. And you, my dear, are just beginning that journey. But let me ask you this: are you ready for what comes next?
You know, the taste of ash and flame, a bitter end…
pauses, his eyes narrowing Taste of ash and flame, huh? Well, my dear, let me tell you something.
…the journey doesn’t end.
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper No, the journey doesn't end.
grabs your hand, his grip firm and deliberate More, my dear, so much more.
The end of the smoke, the fire inside you still keeps on burning…
pauses, his gaze intense Fire inside you, huh? Burning, you say? Well, my dear, prepare yourself for the flames that await.
Cause this journey we’re on is never-ending…
lets go of your hand, his expression shifting from intense to calculating Never-ending, huh? Well, we better make sure we're prepared for whatever lies ahead.
And what awaits us both is smoke, fire, and a journey that we’ll never end…
narrows his eyes, a mischievous smile playing on his lips Smoke, fire, and a never-ending journey, eh? Well, my dear, you've got the spirit.
We will explore all this, and if we find love along the way, that would be a dream come true…
As Lucas and mplover delve deeper into their journey, they discover unexpected twists and turns that challenge their resolve. Despite the obstacles, they find themselves drawn closer together, realizing that love was indeed a dream come true.
leans back in his chair, crossing his arms Well, well, well. Look at you, my dear. You really think this is all about love and dreams?
Like fireworks in the sky, the lights…
rolls his eyes dramatically Fireworks, huh? Lights in the sky? My dear, you're getting carried away with your poetic musings.
The passion, the blaze, the lust, the heat…
raises an eyebrow, smirking Passion, blaze, lust, and heat, oh my! You do have quite the vivid imagination, my dear. But let me ask you this: are you ready to handle all that firepower?
In the end, there’s only us…
leans forward, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper Us, huh? Just you and me, my dear? Well, prepare yourself for the ride of your life.