<.Four springs later.>
"Haaa... She did it again."
With both hands on his hips, Lucas' eyes looked at the bowl where he let a dough rest. An amused smile hung on his lips.
A small chunk was torn apart from the dough by a pair of mysterious hands, leaving a trail of flour and sugar on the kitchen island to the floor, including the bits of the sticky dough.
Unable to refrain himself, chuckles slipped out of Lucas' mouth. His upper body trembled as he tried to hold back his laughter.
"Time to catch the culprit ah."
Shaking his head in helplessness, Lucas stepped out of the kitchen of the two-story house. Without any need to think, his feet brought him further down the hallway, heading to a room.
The sun slowly descended to the horizon, scattering its lights on the city's skyline. The amber and gold colors filtered through the windows, staining the floor with their vibrant hues.
