"Oh, man, all sorts of super important stuff." She lied, reaching out for a scrungee and using it to give him a man-bun since he no longer wanted a haircut. Her hands worked swift in his hair, if only because doing this from in front of him put her in a rather compromising position that she quickly moved away from. She sat back down on her bed, and shook her head. "Like eating. Sleeping. Killing zombies. Getting my heart stomped on. Turning into a nun. I mean, you really missed a lot. You should stop slacking so much."
She grinned, very obviously joking, and reached out to take one of his hands. "Seriously, though. You look like you've been through hell. If you need me, for anything - like, anything. You just need to ask."
Not many people would get an offer like that from Maebe. But Lucky, without question, always would.
