We will start strait away.
He had went to bed with out them.He glared at the mirror, and then focused his attention on the swaying object behind him. His hands gently pressed,and poked at the ears on top of his head. The black cat eared appendages. No way was he going any where .
''Eien school'', a rough old voice called up the stairs.
He glared going in to his room grabbing a hoody. He slipped it on climbing out a widow.
''Eien school'', a rough old voice called up the stairs.
He glared going in to his room grabbing a hoody. He slipped it on climbing out a widow.
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