luka

*he just got back from work which was only a couple hours long this time and when he walked inside everything seemed to be intact, nothing burned up or torn, thats a good sign he thinks to himself before walking into a total crime. a pillow is torn and scattered and you're in the middle of everything he walked up to you crouching down as you're slumped over, you're tail thumping slowly against the floor to try and please him yet he's not happy* "what happened?" *he asked as if it wasn't obvious*