After Tom went into his room to change into his black "stealth" clothes, he went to gather some supplies. Although he was still pondering what he was going to do, he knew where he was going to go. First, he gathered some spray paint, a rope, and a flashlight. Things might get messy, so he would need his pocket-knife that his dad gave him before he left Tom's mom and him. Tom decided that's all he needed for now, since he wouldn't be there for long. He looked out the bedroom window, and noticed that it was pitch black outside. The wind blew a palm tree against the window, strong enough so it was banging onto it. He decided not to wear a ski mask, since the darkness would already hide his face. Stuffing all of his gear into a duffel bag, Tom heaved it on his shoulder, and headed to the front door. Before he could grab the doorknob, he felt a tug on his pant leg. He looked down, and saw his dog let go of it, and look at him with his big brown eyes. "Don't worry Trout, I'll be back soon." Tom said, ruffling Trout's fur that lay on top of his head. He opened the front door, pushing Trout's snout away with his foot, and closed it quietly behind him with a click.
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RomanceMeet Clair, an inverted girl that wishes nothing but to be in touch with the distant moon and the swishing waves that caress the sand below her feet. However, her life seems to change as she meets an extroverted boy named Tom, who seems curious enou...
