lucky is loud in an over-the-top way that almost feels performative. to her, everything is a bit and she’s always in it. she clings onto people easily, looping them into jokes, talking fast like if she stops for a second everything might fall apart. she sticks to people hard, acting like they’re inseparable, like this is her person right now and nothing else matters.
she makes everything bigger than it is. every story, reaction, and feeling gets amplified. she hates the quiet, being alone feels wrong to her, so she keeps people around as much as she can. if things get too still, she’ll start something just to break it.
under all of it, they’re scared of being ignored or forgotten, so they keep themselves constantly noticeable.