ALT a brown dog wearing sunglasses reclines on a plush hotel bed with a towel over his legs and another wrapped around his shoulders. he has a TV remote under his right paw, and he’s looking over the rims of his sunglasses at you like he simply cannot be bothered.
ALT lucas sits in a booth on a rooftop deck with his front paws resting on the edge of a table. he’s wearing his signature sunglasses and a dapper cable-knit sweater with the sleeves cuffed up. there’s a tall mojito sitting on the table before him.
ALT lucas sits on the plush white duvet of a hotel bed with a tray from room service in front of him. he has a short stack of pancakes, a bowl of berries, tea, coffee, croissants, and a variety of jams. the TV is off, and his expression suggests he’d like you to remedy that.
ALT lucas’ little shower-capped head pokes up from within a wood-sided bathtub with a towel draped over the ledge. a bottle of wine chills in an ice bucket on an adjacent table; a glass of amber-colored liquid is only partially full next to it.
