Heron Lake Plateau sherbet head

Sorry for the hold up! Was originally waiting for Tegan to join but there was a change of plans >:D

As if this day couldn't get any worse, a girl had suddenly come across his awkward predicament. While he wouldn't say no to the help should she offer it, Lucca was beginning to wish it was one of his siblings who had found him. Their taunting and the inevitable jokes afterwards would be nothing compared to the sheer shame he now felt. He remembered encountering Niamh just after they had arrived at the Plateau, and he had run from her in terror after words failed him. She was beautiful — a golden ray of sunshine and buttercream with legs for days (and way out his league, who was he kidding).

He felt heat rush to his cheeks in embarrassment, and he gave a pathetic little pedal of his hind legs once more at her comment. Her chuckle was like a knife through his heart; his honour had forever been tarnished by this moment. "I'm..." he wheezed before faltering. Stuck was the word he was looking for but his mouth refused to cooperate. To say it was to admit defeat, and he would not be defeated by a dumb apple tree. "...just hanging out."

Raising his head to meet her gaze, Lucca offered a pained smile, though his eyes silently screamed please help me.