Ooohhh, Luke!

11/12, lovely face, with high, thin, elfin cheekbones, hair the colour of molten gold. And yes, he was called Luke, because I heard one of his scout leaders talking to him, as he sat a couple of heartbeats away from me, on the bus he and his troopmates joined a few stops after me as I was en route back from the pub earlier. He wasn't the only cutie of the day, but he was the most heartbreaking, without a doubt.

Love & best wishes to all
Sammy B