Post by NEKO SEVENFOLD! on Nov 30, 2011 22:07:44 GMT
It was another day. And to be honest, one that Ryker did not want to spend inside. In fact, he was not the type to stay inside for too long anyhow, as confined spaces irked the hell out of him. He was pretty much a free spirit and honestly didn’t care where he went. As long as he could be free, he was fine. He didn’t like being trapped, it was an awful feeling. Though he didn’t know why. He could barely remember what had happened when he was eight or anything before that for that matter, but his subconscious always thought otherwise, with aversions to fire, confined spaces, amounts other things.
But daylight, now that was perfect. As he stepped out of his bus and into the relatively sunny day. It was about noon, and if a bit chilly seeing how it was almost winter after all. His drum sticks were left hanging out of his jean pockets as per usual. Yes, he could of just left them back on the bus..but somehow he forget to leave them..well just like per usual. He idly took out his cell, tapping out a few texts, to make sure he would not be alone today. Because...what was the fun in that? He was exactly sure on whom he was texting, just about anyone.
It wasn’t like he had sworn enemies on his cell, right? Well, Ryker had hoped so. He wandered off to the local park, a spot he most enjoyed spending time at. Nature wasn’t particularly Ryker’s thing, but it was pleasant, being out here, as it was filled with plenty of distractions and just embodied the thought of freedom. Which was rather awesome, as he put it.
Humming to himself, Ry just plonked himself on the grass, front first, kicking his legs in the air, hoping eh wouldn’t be alone for too long and that actually someone would show up. To at least give him some sort of company, even if for a sort while. Nothing was fun when you were on your own, life was just dull. And not to mention very boring.
But daylight, now that was perfect. As he stepped out of his bus and into the relatively sunny day. It was about noon, and if a bit chilly seeing how it was almost winter after all. His drum sticks were left hanging out of his jean pockets as per usual. Yes, he could of just left them back on the bus..but somehow he forget to leave them..well just like per usual. He idly took out his cell, tapping out a few texts, to make sure he would not be alone today. Because...what was the fun in that? He was exactly sure on whom he was texting, just about anyone.
It wasn’t like he had sworn enemies on his cell, right? Well, Ryker had hoped so. He wandered off to the local park, a spot he most enjoyed spending time at. Nature wasn’t particularly Ryker’s thing, but it was pleasant, being out here, as it was filled with plenty of distractions and just embodied the thought of freedom. Which was rather awesome, as he put it.
Humming to himself, Ry just plonked himself on the grass, front first, kicking his legs in the air, hoping eh wouldn’t be alone for too long and that actually someone would show up. To at least give him some sort of company, even if for a sort while. Nothing was fun when you were on your own, life was just dull. And not to mention very boring.
