It was late at night in Wisconsin, Young Roxas was supposed to be home but yet he was not in sight "Slam!" the door made as He walked into the house. His father sat there looking angry as usual.
"Where have you been?!" His Dad yelled getting up from his chair and pushing the smaller boy to the ground.
"Baseball P-practice"
"Not an Excuse TO YOUR ROOM!"
Roxas rushed up so fast to his room his Dad hardly had time to ground him,
"Im Getting FUCKING TIRED OF THIS!" yelled Roxas as he climbed down his balcony and ran off.
