Part II

“Yeah, I know. The weather is the worst but I have to go… I don’t want to, though.” He pouted.

He picked up a bag from the floor and went over to his desk. It stood on the opposite side of his bed beneath the window. The window was big so that enough light got into his room and upon his desk. Since it was slanted to South he got a good ( Read more... )

Part I

He looked out of the window. White, white, white. In other words: Snow, snow and more snow.

“Fuck!” He slammed a fist against the window. The glass rattled. “Why, oh why does it have to snow now?! Shit” He banged his fist against the window once more.

A throat was cleared. “What did we talk about?”

“I should stop all the swearing, it’s not ( Read more... )