[ for a moment, luke doesn't get it. walking her back to her apartment was meant to show her that he didn't mean her any harm, not like he had in the past. it was a quiet offering of a truce, one where they could maybe coexist, perhaps stop with the childish bickering and empty threats and all the violence and goading. he stays to reform and find out who he truly is, beneath all the anger and self-loathing, and him offering to walk clarisse back to hers had been nothing but him simply walking an ex-friend home. ]
[ and maybe he never will get it. luke doesn't have much when it comes to belongings and things he treasures, anyway. it only bothers him that she'll know where he is if she plans on exacting revenge on him for something he did in the past and can't change. but it doesn't matter to him if she knows where he is — at least someone will. he has nothing to hide. he'd been hiding behind a guise that had turned him to stone and had hardened him to those he cared about. ]
It's a few blocks away. Hope you're up for a bit of a walk.
[ luke gives her one last look before he begins to walk in the direction he'd been going in before her hand had abruptly pulled him to a pause. ]
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[ and maybe he never will get it. luke doesn't have much when it comes to belongings and things he treasures, anyway. it only bothers him that she'll know where he is if she plans on exacting revenge on him for something he did in the past and can't change. but it doesn't matter to him if she knows where he is — at least someone will. he has nothing to hide. he'd been hiding behind a guise that had turned him to stone and had hardened him to those he cared about. ]
It's a few blocks away. Hope you're up for a bit of a walk.
[ luke gives her one last look before he begins to walk in the direction he'd been going in before her hand had abruptly pulled him to a pause. ]