Post by chiri on Jun 5, 2006 18:41:25 GMT -5
A tall 17-year-old boy stood outside the theater, leaning against the wall with arms crossed. His long, black hiar covering his eyes . He stared down at the ground as couples exited the theater hand in hand. The male reached for his wallet with a small smile, a bit of light coming back into his unnaturally dull, dark brown eyes. The day had been rough already so he came to watch a movie and relax. He shuddered ever so slightly. He pulled on his jacket more tightly around him. There was a strong breeze. It blew his hiar aruond.