Lucan had never been one to complain, but the persistent bug bites were starting to become a nuisance. Every morning, he'd wake up with fresh red marks on his neck and chest.
Maris... I didn't knew she was so lustful that can't control herself for a day.
Shrugging it off with a nonchalance that was becoming routine, Lucan continued with his daily life alongside Maris. They had lived together for five years, after all. The rhythm of their coexistence was a familiar one, marked by the quiet comfort of long-standing companionship.
But as summer stretched on, event about game began to nag at the back of Lucan's mind. One morning, as they sat down to breakfast, he decided to take care of this. Moreover he need Water Source from this event.
"Maris," he began, watching her as she stirred her soup absentmindedly, "how about we take a trip? Somewhere by the sea, maybe?"
