running in circles

[KORINA HANSON]

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Words:478
Tags:Caitlyn
Outfit:coming soon
Notes: =]

[caitlyn2]

For once, Tremor didn't feel like annoying his bandmates by practicing the drums at ungodly hours. Instead, he set about getting changed as quietly as he could, being more considerate of his mixed up family than usual. Well, it was true. They were basically family, they lived together, slept under the same roof, teased each other like brothers and sisters would, although, the boy had to admit that he took the teasing a bit too far sometimes, but in his eyes, they were family. Just severely mixed up.

Switching the shower water off, he fumbled about for his towel. It would've helped if he turned the light on, but he forgot about that. Eventually clasping his hands around the soft material, he used it to dry himself, wrapping it around his waist.

Finding clothes was an easy task, they were littered about under his bunk. Finding clean clothes was a totally different story.

After he finally got dressed, and discarded the towel, he heaped cereal into a bowl, and drowned it in milk, taking a spoonful and swallowing it. It didn't taste quite right, well, for one, it didn't taste like Coco Pops. Picking up the box, he flicked on a light, only to find it was a box of Cheerios. Eating the rest of the soggy cereal, he grabbed a jacket on his way out of the bus.

Well, now that he was out of the bus, he could be as noisy as he wanted to be. He paused for a moment, thinking of all the places he could go.

He chose one of his favourite places. A park. The park in California was pretty, with a fountain and little kids running about with their mothers watching carefully. When he lived there, he'd often go there just to think. To be quiet, for once.

His feet slapped against the pavement, making one of the weirdest sounds he'd ever heard, but it was strangely comforting at the same time. Reaching the park, he searched for a good spot to sit, until his eyes laid on an oak tree. It was shady enough, so that when the sun started to get hot, he'd be in the shade, and it wasn't too far from where he was standing. As he approached said tree, he realised that there was already someone enjoying the shade. Stepping closer, he realised that person was Luna, the manager for Break Bones Break Hearts.

"Hey, Luna." He spoke, sitting down next to her.

WORDS!: enough.
NOTES!: Hope it's good enough.
OUTFIT!: I'm too lazy to make one. If I make one later, I'll post it here.
TAG, YOU'RE IT!: Luna (amber)
CREDITS!:Lyrics are from Break Your Little Heart by All Time Low. This thread template was made by brittasaurx3 from CAUTION! 2.0.