"Ah!" He said as he finished up in his own dressing room. He emerged from it, and immediately set off to Lucca's. "It's a little complicated. Here, I can help you do that!" He exclaimed, opening the curtain without even thinking about it.
He froze in his tracks. It was as if a chorus of robotic cherubs decided now was the right moment to fill his head with the static blare of their trumpets. The sight of Lucca looking so pretty always managed to somehow derail his operating system, in a very good way. He caught himself staring after a moment. "...Right! Sorry... Do you need help?" He asked, embarrassed that once again, she made him lose composure. Love was a wonderful little bit of fuzzy logic.
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He froze in his tracks. It was as if a chorus of robotic cherubs decided now was the right moment to fill his head with the static blare of their trumpets. The sight of Lucca looking so pretty always managed to somehow derail his operating system, in a very good way. He caught himself staring after a moment. "...Right! Sorry... Do you need help?" He asked, embarrassed that once again, she made him lose composure. Love was a wonderful little bit of fuzzy logic.