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The shower head lushisly soaked the man's gaunt figure. his head laying lazily on the enameled steel casting the spell of calmness
Not long after one of his crazy yet hilarious thoughts crossed his mind, the thunderous laughter he created was blocked by the soundproof walls" you know I literally just thought of something hysterically funny, don't you wanna hear it?" his British voice revealed
"Why are you ignoring me! that's extremely rude! didn't your mums teach you manners at all?" he babbled out as he exited the bathroom only wearing his birth suit
"Well?!" Frustration began to spread on his vivacious face as he yells inside the empty room like a lunatic
"Hey. hey! I am not a lunatic I was talking to you. Don't you wanna hear my joke?" he asked again this time calmly as Silence filled the room
the insane man rolled his eyes as if someone assaulted him "I'll tell it anyways seeing that you choose to ignore me, Two sociologists are sitting by the pool. One turns to the other and asks, "Have you read Marx?" to which he replies, "Yes, it's these damn wicker chairs." God, I'm hilarious." his laugh resembled the joker's
The door handle moves down and Mishal sheepishly enters "hey, Klaus." He greeted his close friend "What is it you desire my dear friend?” Klaus deeply hummed as he began changing clothes not bothered by the man's horrified face that paled with every second of that meeting " well, the general is holding a 3ac7 ."
"It has been a while since we got that almost three years."
"most didn't survive the attacks so..." it was a joke from the dark where humor was at it's best, both shared that twisted humor in their white dipped hearts .Some say it's what made them brothers by choice and not blood , And some just find it fine.
"If it's a girl-"
"No you can't sleep with her."
"Im just implying most people here are virgins..." a playful punch was thrown out by mishal as he let out a wrecked laugh "at lest we can keep it in our pants" it was fascinating how they talked so transparent with mishal showing his real thoughts that he often hides and klaus's soft spot and character break
"I have no soft spot, and what do you mean character break!?" He yells mad about my narrating.
Dude, I'm just trying to do my job here.
"Whatever, I forgive you."he huffed lowly while his friend shook his head and patted his back
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.......................Hill was taught at a young age to not trust anyone. his father showed it but never told him that personally. How his father cringed at the mention of hill's mother when hill was in his virgin years .his room that had seven locks gripping his scratched door to be safe
And now he is standing in front of a crowd full of unrecognisable faces. In his mind he had to make a strong, confident first impression.
Which was hard considering he was scared out of his mind. Can you blame him he was just told that he was now a part of a team called guardians of life "we are gathered here to greet our newest member of our team, meet hill Hallmenn."
"Hold your applause, please. I'm just a normal person...eh who am I kidding I'm Hill Hallmenn." His stocky arms opened wide hugging the air around him
the audience were about to clap, moved by the man's confidence and the fact that he is a rich famous trilonare.
general forest didn't care the slightest. Number 37d-I had cut him off and he wasn't happy about it.
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HERO'S LUCK: START OF A NEW ERA
FantasyGrabbing the roots of his noir hair, he pulled. He pulled so hard that his scull felt the killing pressure WHY CAN'T I BE LIKE THEM NORMAL!" He let's out Hearing nothing from the man infront of him he saw the man's breath hecticly deep He smiled w...