#uly

Lucas was getting restless. It wasn't like him, to sit still and wait for a good day, and it wasn't like him to accept it as something normal. While school - and his current injury - had put a pause on his plans, that didn't mean that he still couldn't find ways to entertain himself. He had to; it was as if his mind was turning blank, becoming too much for him to handle, and he had to do something.

It was almost too easy, going out into the streets to look for anything. He didn't care what it was; he had his camera, he had his phone, and he wanted to get his energy out. The sane way to do it would've been to go to the gym, but it wasn't enough, it never was. Besides, he had to test his reflexes out, and make sure that the burn on his arm wasn't making the biggest impact. Not to mention, he had to test out his lung capacity, and was there a better way of doing that than being a public nuisance?

Which was exactly what Lucas was right now. Wandering the streets, he was quick to notice how convenient the houses were, and how easy they seemed to be to climb onto. As if they were calling onto him, really. Not even bothering to turn his camera on to film for reasons, Lucas wasted no time, climbing up the structure, even as his arm screamed at him to stop, making his actions a lot less grateful. "Fuck me-" he breathed out once he was on top of the pillar supporting the door, glancing around to figure out his next move. He could see someone from the corner of his eye, but he was far too focused on being a public nuisance than anything else. "Think I could get onto the next door? Or is the roof the better move?"

𝚞𝚕𝚢 ⤻ 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘