An extremely ordinary living room, with extremely ordinary decor.

Lucas had tried to picture what Ethan's house would look like, but no matter how he imagined it, he couldn't deviate from Ethan's vibe—he always assumed it would be just like the guy himself, washed in cool tones

*Pulp Fiction* was a movie Lucas had stumbled upon back in middle school. Once exposed to it, there was no stopping him; he ended up watching practically all of Quentin Tarantino's works. On his middle school graduation classmate memory books, under "Favorite Movie," he h

In an instant, every eye in the classroom turned toward the two of them. Lucas pulled at Mark's hand, trying to get him to loosen his grip: "...No, I was just saying that casually. Then I apologize. I'm sorry, Nina, I was just teasing you."

His natural expressions were subt