Dude it's cold, I don't even know why I came here! I thought as I sipped my hot chocolate. It was a cold, winter day and I was wearing my beard beanie and my retro batman under my Kmart hoodie. The twelvies were everywhere; constantly talking about crappy boy bands and how they made an account on Tumblr last night. I thought about getting out of here but the hot chocolate was just too good so I started to day dream.
I pulled on my fingerless gloves and out of the sky fell a stapler. I jumped up out of my chair and began to shoot. POW, POW, POW! The twelvies popped like pimples. Then out of nowhere came another hot chocolate. I skulled it down in a split second then everything went back to normal.
I was still in the chair and the twelvies were still talking about crappy boy bands, instead of being dead. I got up and thought about what just happened, but I remembered that I had to be on the train by eleven otherwise mum would kill me if she had to pick me up again...
