Lord Dakol
Supernova
- Joined
- Jun 28, 2009
- Location
- California
Josiah Lockhart finished cleaning the dishes, putting them away and walking out of the kitchen. His parents had told him to clean the house for his sister's arrival from her three-year long absent from the house, because she went to a private school. Although he was 20 years old, his parents practically forced him to stay there until he got his own apartment, which he hated. But, then again, there was nothing he could do about it.
With dark brown hair that was cut neatly at the sides and hazel-colored eyes, his physique completed the package of an eligible bachelor, or at least that's what many of his friends told him.
"When is she getting here?" he asked on the phone; he called his parents, impatient at the fact that it was taking so long for her to get here.
Any minute, they had told him. Bunch of bullshit...
With dark brown hair that was cut neatly at the sides and hazel-colored eyes, his physique completed the package of an eligible bachelor, or at least that's what many of his friends told him.
"When is she getting here?" he asked on the phone; he called his parents, impatient at the fact that it was taking so long for her to get here.
Any minute, they had told him. Bunch of bullshit...