Checkered HoodieSunlight glinted through passing clouds. It warmed my face. I stretched out andCheckered Hoodie by GingerWolf-21
lazily spread my arms against cool, green grass. The only sound was pencil on
paper as he steadily drew with a carefully posed hand.
My fingers touched the brim of his old, fading sneaker and casually I
turned my head to glance at him. His eyes met mine. I smiled twirling his shoelace
around my finger.
What are you thinking about? he spoke.
Hmmm? I dazed listening to his rhythmic sketching.
He rolled his eyes.
Right now, what are you thinking about?
I sighed briskly in thought. His sketching had stopped. I took another
Time... I let out.
He didnt reply. His drawing continued and I closed my eyes. The air
smelled fresh almost sweet; foolishly I lifted my tongue to taste it taking it all in.
What time? he asked after awhile.
My eyes opened and my fingers pulled at the grass.
Time I had Time to come
Current Residence: USA
Print preference: O_o
Favourite genre of music: Rock/Alternative
Favourite photographer: hmmm... let meh get back to you on that
Favourite style of art: ?
Operating System: computer
MP3 player of choice: Ipod
Shell of choice: shiny
Wallpaper of choice: pirates
Skin of choice: clean
Favourite cartoon character: gir
Personal Quote: "wait what?"