Slifer
Summoning an ancient God... for what?
@Mayfly (Paige)
Sitting outside his literature teacher's classroom on a small chair, Drake lazily rests his head on both of his hands interlocked by their fingers. He sighs a little, "Waiting for this guy is really getting annoying." He was waiting for his teacher whom he set up a meeting with. However, the meeting was scheduled to start over an hour ago. Drake decided to sit for another ten minutes. He looked around at his surroundings, barely moving his head, but his eyes dashing about. He saw someone a few kids here and there in the halls, but one stuck out to him. "This one seems quite...Done. Done with everything," he thought to himself, noticing the girl's sluggish walk and thousand yard stare. He just stared at her as she walked, wondering what would make her feel this way. As she got a little closer, he averted his gaze and she walked by in front of him. Not ten steps away, he decided waiting an hour and four minutes was enough, and got up after her. He took a few steps and matched her speed, but still a little behind. Looking at the back of her head, he asked with his usual boring tone, "Are you alright?"
Sitting outside his literature teacher's classroom on a small chair, Drake lazily rests his head on both of his hands interlocked by their fingers. He sighs a little, "Waiting for this guy is really getting annoying." He was waiting for his teacher whom he set up a meeting with. However, the meeting was scheduled to start over an hour ago. Drake decided to sit for another ten minutes. He looked around at his surroundings, barely moving his head, but his eyes dashing about. He saw someone a few kids here and there in the halls, but one stuck out to him. "This one seems quite...Done. Done with everything," he thought to himself, noticing the girl's sluggish walk and thousand yard stare. He just stared at her as she walked, wondering what would make her feel this way. As she got a little closer, he averted his gaze and she walked by in front of him. Not ten steps away, he decided waiting an hour and four minutes was enough, and got up after her. He took a few steps and matched her speed, but still a little behind. Looking at the back of her head, he asked with his usual boring tone, "Are you alright?"
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