Waking up to my alarm and not Luca next to me has me wondering if I dreamt my time with him again, though tell-tale signs of his presence are soon found and feel myself relax. Reading a text stating he had to be up early, I shrug it off and get myself ready for work knowing full well they may or may not know about Luca and I witnessing their dark ritual. It's something I'll have sitting at the back of my mind until I'm out of the Café but even then, that's if I make it out. A little annoyed that Luca isn't here to let me know I'll be okay and if anything happens call him, but I know he assumes I've got that running through my head as we speak which in this case I do. Though it's not the point, a little support and possibly a lift to work would have been okay. It's pissing down today. Kn

