Raziel99
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 15, 2009
Alex was a young man, 25, living alone at his house. A college student but a little behind in his studies because of his past. His mother died in childbirth, his father died when he was graduating high school. The money and the house was left to him, and no other family. To keep it though, he had to work, which left less work for the college work he needed to do for his degree. It would be a good life once he got it, it just was a hairs width out of grasp.
Alex was a student of chemistry, and he already had a good grasp on the material due to teaching himself the inns and outs of chemical makeups, already making chemicals in hiding in his home. It was just a matter of getting that piece of paper that said he knew what he was doing. That was the hard part, and expensive given house payments and working. But this would be his last year before his bachelor’s degree, thankfully.
It was early morning on a Friday, a rare easy day for him with no school or work. He could possibly do some exercises or study, but it was a lazy day, after all. It was a nice suburb, living in a two-story house with basement. He stepped outside in a blue robe, messy brown hair and green eyes looking around the world outside before stepping out, grabbing the newspaper and going back inside. Breakfast sounded good right about then for him.
Alex was a student of chemistry, and he already had a good grasp on the material due to teaching himself the inns and outs of chemical makeups, already making chemicals in hiding in his home. It was just a matter of getting that piece of paper that said he knew what he was doing. That was the hard part, and expensive given house payments and working. But this would be his last year before his bachelor’s degree, thankfully.
It was early morning on a Friday, a rare easy day for him with no school or work. He could possibly do some exercises or study, but it was a lazy day, after all. It was a nice suburb, living in a two-story house with basement. He stepped outside in a blue robe, messy brown hair and green eyes looking around the world outside before stepping out, grabbing the newspaper and going back inside. Breakfast sounded good right about then for him.