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❛ you’re not a very convincing liar. ❜ ♡ luka

200 random dialogue prompts / accepting !!

I don't need anyone! she had screeched.

𝐂𝐇𝐋𝐎𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑; like she was something worthy to be looked at, rather than like some villain out of a Saturday morning cartoon. In all her desperate attempts to maintain control, she'd pushed it too far and almost lost everything. As it was, Sabrina barely acknowledged her and Adrien wouldn't return any of her calls. Even her father was threatening to send her to a boarding school in London. Left with no friends and a tattered reputation, Chloe had hit her lowest point and didn't know how to claw her way out of the hole she had dug herself into.

As if that wasn't bad enough, Luka had caught her in a vulnerable moment where frustrated tears had sprung forth and overflowed. She had expected him to laugh at her, maybe tell her she deserved every bit of karma that came her way. He would have been right — a bitter thought that came to mind. But he didn't. Perhaps worse than that, he took up the space next to her on the bench and offered to hear her out. Like it was easy. Like they were actually friends.

Chloe threw herself from the bench as if she'd been electrocuted, manicured nails biting into her palms until she could feel the skin tear, screeching at him to leave her alone. She didn't need him. She didn't need anyone.

You're not a very convincing liar, he'd said.

He was so calm about it, so earnest that it actually made Chloe quiet. She stared at him for a long moment before her eyes narrowed into suspicion.

❝ Why are you here? What do you want, Luka? ❞