"Fine, fine. I guess I shouldn't be complaining that you do my laundry, huh?" Luke asked, looking over his shoulder to smile at his mother. Honestly, one of the reasons that Luke didn't particularly want to move out had something to do with the fact that his life was comparatively easy at home. Sure, he still had to deal with nosiness and the occasional (okay... semi-frequent) embarrassing comment from his mother, but otherwise, who could say no to a place where meals and laundry were done for you? The biggest problem with living at home was his father and without him there, living at home would almost be a veritable Eden. So he thought.
"That is the nice thing about dad," Luke mused. "I got a pretty awesome name out of it." Luke wouldn't trade his name for anything, even if his middle name was Gaelan. "But that's enough of that. Unless you've got champagne you're hiding. Let's talk about something not dad-related."