Post by Michael Novotny on Feb 8, 2007 0:56:58 GMT -5
Michael was laying on his bed face up in just a pair of worn jeans, and staring at the ceiling. He sighed heavily and moved his gaze along down the wall and to his life-sized cutout of Captain Astro.
God, why was he always either in his room, or in the shop. . .or tagging along somewhere with Brian. Why wasn't he ever going out to meet someone ormaking plans? He was such a nerd.
He shifted his hand so that it lay under his short black hair and closed his eyes. If he wasn't so dorky, he'd be emo right now. A 29 year old emo guy.
God, why was he always either in his room, or in the shop. . .or tagging along somewhere with Brian. Why wasn't he ever going out to meet someone ormaking plans? He was such a nerd.
He shifted his hand so that it lay under his short black hair and closed his eyes. If he wasn't so dorky, he'd be emo right now. A 29 year old emo guy.
