Oct. 6th, 2009
Mad: Crayon
Oct. 6th, 2009 06:22 pmHe hadn't been to the house in months. He regretted that, but it couldn't be avoided. His life was too unpredictable to allow him such free time. When he had free moments he took full advantage of them. And of course, those free moments always found him in front of this house. It was the closest thing to home he had; he would always be drawn back here, no matter what else happened.
( The door opened for him... )
( The door opened for him... )