donut in one hand and a box with another half dozen in his other hand, lucky had been paying little-to-no attention to his surroundings as he moved through the corridor. as he’d been about to take a bite of the donut, he hesitated, gaze lifting from the confectionary item to the familiar face of @xncvhs. offering a sheepish smile, he set the donut back into the box and put the lid back on top of it. “man, my personal trainer and dietician would destroy me if i ate these.” he extended the box to noah, “you’d be doing me a favour if you took them off my hands.”










