Hat-tori
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
James was a fairly normal guy. He lived at home doing programming work. He made enough to get by and had inherited a fine home out in the suburbs with a nice basement. He was somewhat pale, with sharp green eyes and platinum blonde hair. It was late in the evening, and the thunderstorm and rain would simply not let up. So he put on his bathrobe to get a midnight snack. His body, while thin, was smooth and sleek and lean, like a swimmer's, thanks to his diet and the occasional visits to the gym. Between those, he simply ran in the mornings.
He sighed, listening to another rumble of thunder. He would not sleep tonight. He wandered into his study and turned on his computer as he stretched in the slightly oversized bathrobe. Distantly, he could hear cars in what sounded like high-speed persuit, but he ignored it. Then gunfire?
Was the world conspiring to keep him up with as much noise as possible?
He sighed, listening to another rumble of thunder. He would not sleep tonight. He wandered into his study and turned on his computer as he stretched in the slightly oversized bathrobe. Distantly, he could hear cars in what sounded like high-speed persuit, but he ignored it. Then gunfire?
Was the world conspiring to keep him up with as much noise as possible?