(no subject)
Location: Mark's Room
Time: Who knows?
Characters: Mark, anyone else
Rating: PG, for now
Mark sat on his bed with the door open, watching people walk by in the hallway.
He was sick of being dead. Sick of not knowing what the hell was going to happen to him and Roger and April.
Mostly, though, he was sick of being bored. He wanted his camera, he wanted somewhere and something interesting to film. He wanted to do something, because he could swear he was going insane from having nothing to do day in and day out.
Seriously. There might've been hallucinations, if the way he kept glancing at the corner with an odd expression was any indication.
Time: Who knows?
Characters: Mark, anyone else
Rating: PG, for now
Mark sat on his bed with the door open, watching people walk by in the hallway.
He was sick of being dead. Sick of not knowing what the hell was going to happen to him and Roger and April.
Mostly, though, he was sick of being bored. He wanted his camera, he wanted somewhere and something interesting to film. He wanted to do something, because he could swear he was going insane from having nothing to do day in and day out.
Seriously. There might've been hallucinations, if the way he kept glancing at the corner with an odd expression was any indication.