DuckMannnn
Admirer of voluptuous assets
Tobias went to the bus A, assuming it'll be the first to leave, and picked an available place right in front of the seats at the back, on the left side of the vehicle. "A typical yellow school bus... probably the first time I've been in one. Huh. Always walked or rode my bicycle to school...", he thought to himself while fastening his seat belts, out of habit and safety. "Better to prevent than cure, I guess." He diverts his gaze at the window, looking at his peers heading to the buses. "I'll probably need to blow off some steam... literally. When I get to fight the punching bags." referring to the fake villains. The Czech boy then takes a deep breath, which starts cracking every joints in his body, ranging from his knuckles, wrist, back, ankle to his neck and jaw... although the noise he made from getting himself comfortable was perhaps a bit too... uncomfortable for those who heard it. Crack. Crack. Crack. It sounded like he was breaking every solid part inside his body. Yikes. But it was necessary for him to do that, since he needed to loosen up his bones... otherwise, his body'd stiffen up and prevent him from reaching his optimal performance.
Ring ring. Tobias's phone vibrates briefly inside his pocket. He pulls it out and notices a message sent from his father. "You can succeed, son. We believe in you. Do us proud! Love, Dad and Mum", the young Vrbata reads the text written in Czech in his mind, and immediately writes a reply. "Thanks Dad and Mum. Have a good day.", he wrote before sending the answer back. Putting the mobile phone back inside, Tobias closes his eyes and waits for the time to pass.
Ring ring. Tobias's phone vibrates briefly inside his pocket. He pulls it out and notices a message sent from his father. "You can succeed, son. We believe in you. Do us proud! Love, Dad and Mum", the young Vrbata reads the text written in Czech in his mind, and immediately writes a reply. "Thanks Dad and Mum. Have a good day.", he wrote before sending the answer back. Putting the mobile phone back inside, Tobias closes his eyes and waits for the time to pass.