Luther sighed as he walked up to his home. It seemed as if his birthday had been forgotten about. Worst of all, he hadn't seen Judex, Emile, or Nomori much today. So naturally, he felt a bit glum as he walked inside.
Do you how do? I use any pronouns :) Get in losers, we're going napping
I love her dearly, but I can’t live with her for a day without feeling my whole life is wasting away. — Miss Kenton, The Remains of the Day by Kazuo Ishiguro