Homeless

Chapter 1

Chapter 1: A rugged looking curly haired boy sits on the corner of two streets, he looks as if he's had a hard life despite how young he seems to be. His green eyes look cold and dull, as if all the light has been sucked out of them. He sits on the ground, with a bottle of whiskey in his hand. It's only 2 in the afternoon but he seems to have already had quite a bit to drink. He has a can sitting next to him, like he'd earlier been trying to collect money but had given up with no luck. He puts the cap back on the bottle of whiskey and curls up in a ball, pulling his ragged edged coat over him and rolling up into a ball, closing his eyes for an afternoon nap. On the opposite side of town, a busy looking man walks quickly around his office building, looking more stressed out than happy. Worry lines formed on his young forehead, his brown hair kept falling in his eyes but he pushes it away absentmindedly trying to finish the task at hand, he finally gets to his large brown desk and sits down before an older looking man walks over setting down five manilla colored folders, "Louis, you need to work on finishing this paperwork, it needs to be filed by tomorrow." The boy, called Louis, puts his head in his hands and looks up at the older man, "Sir, I can't get all this done, I have 3 clients cases to write tonight. I can't have all this other stuff to do, too!" The man gives him a cold glare, "Well, I guess you're just going to have to figure that one out on your own." He quickly walks out of Louis' office, leaving him to lay his head down on the wooden desk.