Michael's POV :
I yawned as I stretched my arms in the air "FU- Ouch!" I was oblivious to my un-healed and infected scars from the fight I had yesterday, the scars were itchy and sore with red and blue around them, but I wasn't a fucking pussy! It doesn't matter how much it hurt! I laughed standing up to go to the bathroom, I was about to go take a shower but then- "MICHAEL J. AFTON, COME HERE NOW!" God I hated mornings, don't complain when I smell like a trash bag.
I went to my closet, Taking off my clothes in the process. I reached for my grey substandard tank top and grabbed a pair of knee-high shorts, I decided I wanted to look a bit more attractive today, so I grabbed my tallest and sharpest shoes! "MICHAEL J. AFTON, YOU JUST LOVE TAKING YOUR SWEET TIME? GET DOWN HERE!" I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms "Stupid adults, I can come down whenever I want, big fuck heads-" I opened the door and ran down the stairs pulling my foxy mask to my face. I jumped out the side of the stairs, [Crying Child] was right there! Haha... what a surprise...😏 *not in that way*
