Lucas's POV 🔮

After me and my girlfriend ate our breakfast, then there was a knock on the door. As I got up, I opened the door and there stood my close friend, Kunzite.

Yeah, he's a Lucario too (normal Lucario, not a Mega Lucario) with a pretty cool name but he's a really good guy to hang out and chat with, no matter how many times others think of him as a bully. He's actually pretty nice.

"Yo, Watcha been up to, Lucas?" Kunzite said as he smiled while he greeted me. I laughed a little at his comment.

"Nothin' much...Just chillin'. Watcha been up to as well, Kunzite?" I asked as I letted him in my home before shutting the door.

"Oh, me and my girlfriend just fucked each other, like we usually do over the weekends. Nothing interesting going on (or happening) so far..." Kunzite replied as he letted out a small chuckle.

I grinned as Kunzite and I sat down on the couch in the living room.

"Ohh~, I see~. How much did you two get into when you both fu~cked?" I asked in a playful, teasingly manner.

"Hehehehe...It was number 9 this time~. My sweetheart was very hor~ny around Saturda~y..." Kunzite answered as he grinned wickedly and started snickering a little. "I enjoyed every minute of it~."

Then Kunzite pulled out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket.

"Oh! You don't mind if I smoke in here for a bit before we head off to school, do you?" Kunzite asked. I smiled again. "Nope. Don't mind at all. Go on ahead and make yourself feel welcome here." I said.

"Thanks. You're a life saver. I hadn't smoked for 3 days since me and my girlfriend had been fucking each other..." Kunzite replied. Then Kunzite pulled a cigarette out from the cigarette pack and started smoking.

Oops. Sorry. I forgot to mention that my friend likes to smoke. He's the type who doesn't care what he smokes. Whatever he gets his paws on, he smokes it.

Weed, marijuana...You name it, he's got it. He mostly likes to smoke cigarettes though. Sometimes, it's weed.

The first time I met him, I asked him why does he smoke, and he mentioned to me that his girlfriend always thought he looked cool when he smokes.

Another reason he told me was that he's been smoking since middle school. So, it really wasn't uncommon for Kunzite when someone close to him asks him why does he smoke.

After for a few minutes went by and when the clock said "6:54", that's when Kunzite and I got our things together as we stood up.

"Ready to head off to high school, bud?" Kunzite asked as he stepped out the door, dropped the cigarette, and then crushed it with his shoe before kicking it aside into the grass.

I nodded as May came and followed after us as we headed out right after I locked the door behind me.