We had walked up a few flights of stairs and through some halls all almost identical. After what seemed like forever we appeared at a door that look very similar to all the others. as I stood there back hunched from all the bags I had been holding, arms soar and tired. Dale finally found a key after rummaging through his pockets for what seemed like an eternity. After a little bit of fumbling with the door it swung open. inside trash which consisted of napkins used and clean, clothes which i could only assume where dirty, and many other possessions laid upon the floor. But it was not the large mess that caught my attention or the horrendous music coming from through the paper thin walls but a beautiful piece of furniture. It stood out like sore thumb. it was a beautiful dark green. It was bare no pillows or throw blankets in sight. But i was soon pulled out of my trance by dale. who had ask if i was hungry. Although i was quiet famished i wanted to go see my old room. See what my mom had done to it in the few years i had not been there. to my surprise when i entered it was all the same. Marvel posters and old records littered the walls. I tossed my bags onto my bed along with myself. As much as i wanted to stay laying on the bed i had to set my room up or it never would get done. I filled my drawers with clothing and hung up my coats. Next i plugged in my amp and my guitar. It had not felt to long but soon my mother was calling me out for dinner. When i walked over to the dinning room i realized that the table had been discarded and replaced with a small desk and old worn office chair. As i walked closer my mother had called my name again. so i exited the room and headed towards the kitchen. "What where you doing in there?" an unfamiliar voice said. I quickly wiped my head around to see two boys and my mom in the living room. One looked incredibly familiar but i could not place my finger on it. That was until he talked and i knew exactly who it was.....
(A/N lol this is so bad :/)
