#luis thread

"Hey! Why does he get to taste the food first. You're going soft, Mami. Un gringo come antes de tu hijo?"He said it with more dramatics than he needed to and narrowly avoided the swat of his mother's hand as she tried to wave him on, clearly more focused on what Dante thought about her pozole. He didn't huff for much longer though, not having it in him to be jealous of his good friend, especially a friend who was far away from his own home. Luis was at least capable of having empathy even though he didn't express it verbally. "She gave you all the good pieces of meat," he grumbled as they finally sat at the table with their bowls. "But I guess we should enjoy it before Hector comes back from practice and demolishes it all. I swear I wasn't that much of a vacuum when I was in high school."

"Man does this thing have any more power? I feel like we're moving at a snail's pace," Luis complained as the hayride started and the driver launched into their story. Honestly Luis had been on a mission to do as much as possible this evening. His parents hadn't wanted any of their kids out at the Pumpkin Palooza but he wasn't going to let someone scare him out of enjoying one of his favorite times of year. Dressing up, all things spooky and magical, scary movies and stories. He lived for it and lived even more for all the potential pranks he could pull. But the hayride had proven to be pretty boring so far and he was wondering if anyone notice if he tried to make it a bit more exciting.

He glanced around to see if anyone was looking before he pressed his hand to the side of the wagon attached to the tractor and tried to focus. What he had wanted to do was speed it up but instead he had caused it to shake a bit and the ride felt more like a rollercoaster before it came to a stop. He felt his cheeks flush but tried to look innocent as the driver looked them over before putting the tractor in drive again. "Well I guess that was kind of exciting," he admitted, glancing at the person across from him. "Don't you think this would be more fun if we were racing another hayride?"

"I swear if those asshats come in again, I'm "accidentally" spilling coffee over all of them." Luis let out a dramatic sigh as he cleaned up the dishes. "Do they not know how to reach their mouths when they eat? It's like grown men eating like toddlers." He carried the dishes to the back and came back out to wipe down the table. "Oh yeah one of your billions of suitors came in earlier," he teased, looking over his shoulder so he could see her face. "You know I can start charging them, ask them what dowry they plan on providing. Bet you didn't think I knew what that was, huh? I read Pride and Prejudice." Actually he had used his magic to tell him what it was about so he could hit on someone back in high school but she didn't need to know all of that. "Is that what it is, Fal? You just waiting for your Mr. Darcy?"

"Rita's working late tonight so she gave me strict instructions to only have respectful friends over which is why you're the only one here," Luis joked as he looked in the fridge and grabbed two sodas for them. He had been drinking a lot the night before and the thought of knocking back another beer made him nauseous. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure Nova was looking at the TV before he wrapped his hand around each soda and focused so he could make them even colder, stopping right before they got icy. Luis was sure that if his high school had been about teaching magic then he probably would've been top of his glass. He handed one can to Nova before plopping back down on the couch. "So how was the day in the life of the best author around? You know I started re-reading your book today. Like actually reading and not skimming. If that isn't real love, I don't know what is."