dorian chandler;; JUNIOR//ADMIN
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Joined: Jun 2007 Posts: 90 Karma: 0 |  | we're[JUST]a//wet.dream for the[WEBZINES];;open « Thread Started on Jun 26, 2007, 1:15pm » | |
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dorian chandler ___________________________________
With his hands in the pockets of his torn up jeans, Dorian made his way around the streets. It was a beautiful day. The sun was up and shining. The birds were chirping, although rather quietly. People were out and about. So, why was this boy so bored out of his mind? Maybe it was the fact that he had been alone. Yes, what a shame! Usually, Dorian had company. Someone to spend time with, but when he had called everyone on his sidekick, they all replied with the same answer.
"Sorry, I'm busy."
He shook those negative ideas out his head quite roughly. What in the world would be do? He had made his way to the Colonial Heights Shopping Center, hoping in his mind that somewhere in this day, he'd have the time of his life. But at the Colonial Heights Shopping Center ? He didn't even intend on buying anything. But maybe, just maybe, there was hope. Who knew?
He made his way into one of the nearby clothing stores. He needed a new shirt. What was he to do? He opened the doors and heard that faint bell, letting the people know that someone was in the store. He walked around a bit, looking at a few things but not really liking anything, yet. He just wanted to look around.
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