Post by karl on Nov 22, 2007 21:33:25 GMT -5
rawr
A bright sun begun to set late in the afternoon. Through the windows a soft orange glow lit up the room. Karl Hayford stopped for a moment staring out of the window. A fatal flaw in himself he had to stop at the sight of something that seemed to be of a fine art.
Shaking his head arubtly the thirteen year old black haired, blue eye teenager turned his back toward the window now facing a door by chance, the first of the TAs he needed to visit and the door happened to be of the lucky woman of the TA Peterson.
"Rawr! Hello there!" Karl called out loudly while he knocked on the door twice. He knocked hard enough so that it may seem as somebody kicked the door. Smirking he turned around with his back facing the door.
