Raziel200480
Moon
- Joined
- Mar 16, 2009
The snow was gently hitting the window, as the sun was starting to begin its decent. It was around 1 in the afternoon, the tv was on the living room with the weather channel, broadcasting more snow to fall. A couple of minutes later, Vincentine walked in through the front door, his beanie covering his head from the snow that had fallen on him, as he was coming in from checking the mail. The small stack of letters tucked under his arm as he turned and locked the door, pulling the hat off of his head. Reaching down and unzipping his coat, dumping it onto the ground, he kicked his shoes off, and walked with his letters over to the coffee table, starting to sift through, and putting what wasn't his down on the table. After sorting, he took a seat and looked at the tv, hearing what the man was saying about the snow, and thankful he had gone to pick up more groceries, as he began to open his letters, wondering where his friends were.