Luke's eyelids lifted reluctantly, a small, frustrated groan escaping his lips as he woke up. Slowly coming to life, he sat up, rubbing his sleep-heavy eyes that seemed to be weighed down by the remnants of a restful slumber.
As he stretched, his eyes scanned the unfamiliar room. The cream-coloured walls, the striped curtains, and a small dresser – none of it belonged to his space.
Recalling he was in one of Luna's rooms, his thoughts shifted. What time was it? How long had he slept?
Luke glanced at the window, where the fading light cast a warm orange glow. The evening had arrived, painting the skies with shades of crimson and gold. He tossed off the covers and stood up, his movements fluid. A quick glance at his watch confirmed the time – 6:37 PM.
His stomach growled, reminding him h
