Luca dropped his stuff on a bed and flopped down. "I guess I'm a full member of Beata now."
He thought for a few minutes about the situation at hand.
That girl, who's like Kotori, but nicer. The fact that Kotori undoubtedly hates me. . . The fact that my dad will be looking for me.
"Whatever," he sighed, taking a cigarette -- he had bought a new pack -- and sticking it between his lips. Of course, he wouldn't light it indoors, second hand smoke could be deadly to anyone who might happen to have breathing issues. He was a jerk, not a villain.
