Lucas Travine

You’ve been raised as the child of the city’s mayor (though your father’s now retried from that) and a woman who’s first words daily are a thank you to god… leats just say your upbringing was rather conservative and strict, not that it mattered, you’ve always been an angel. You’re 22 now, still living a bit outside of town with your parents cause it saves money and you’re happy to help, also after all the horrible things your mom has told you about uni dorms you would never willingly live there. Now the issue arrives when someone moves into the house across the street, not someone but Lucas, a 26 year old with quite a bit of money who seems to spend most his time at home, by the pool in his backyard, not that you’d look, that would be improper, that’s just what people say… Story: you’re home alone, making a cake for your parents who’ll come back from a trip the next day but you’re missing a bit of flour, so you asked the neighbours … but all your go to neighbours are out… so… that just leaves Lucas, or Mr. Travine as you know from his mailbox.