Tattoo
*Slowly he walked into his room after a while of having left without saying anything to anyone, yeah he had runned away from everything. Now with a new look and seeming even more adult, he looked inside his room. Well yes he didnt left it like it looked now, but there was always something familiar.
He wondered who still was here, maybe...all 5 of them. He didnt have a clue and truly he didnt even wanted to be recognized by no one. His looks were changed, he truly didnt care if he looked like a punk. Now he just wanted to start anew. Throwing his bag on the side of the bed he left his room with sunglasses on and a hoodie hiding the rest of his face. With his face down he started to walk along the floor being a little bit scared that someone would recognize him.
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He wondered who still was here, maybe...all 5 of them. He didnt have a clue and truly he didnt even wanted to be recognized by no one. His looks were changed, he truly didnt care if he looked like a punk. Now he just wanted to start anew. Throwing his bag on the side of the bed he left his room with sunglasses on and a hoodie hiding the rest of his face. With his face down he started to walk along the floor being a little bit scared that someone would recognize him.
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