Post by Kent Clarkson on Sept 30, 2009 0:07:08 GMT -5
Kent sat in one of the comfy chairs by the fire and flipped open his newest Superman comic book that Annie, one of the women that ran the orphanage he grew up in and a witch to boot, had sent him. He had just flipped the first name when the sound of an opening door startled him. He thought he'd be alone longer.
Kent shyly brought the comic closer to his face as he peaked over it. He was terribly shy when it came to people, so he wasn't sure how he'd react if whoever just entered the common room came and sat with him.
Kent shyly brought the comic closer to his face as he peaked over it. He was terribly shy when it came to people, so he wasn't sure how he'd react if whoever just entered the common room came and sat with him.
