Post by LARS ALEK JAMES on Jun 22, 2013 14:05:40 GMT -6
the male was currently slouching on the couch away from public view stripped down to his boxers, it was something that he have enjoyed. running a hand through his hair, he could smell the freshly sprayed axe in the air; it was nice, of course. normally people would go insane by the amount of hatred he carried along with him through the days, it was the amount to way down a hot air balloon. throwing his head back on the head top of the couch the feeling of not wanting to leave the area of his sanutary. but he was currently out of coffee beans, and in order to finish waking up so he could do some of the few paper work that came with his job description; he needed to do them at some point today. his hands ran though his brown locks, letting his eyes roll in the back of his head, allowing a gentle ease washed over him while he was trying to find some thread of patience that will allow him to enjoy another evening out into the town. of course, he would have to part from his well-kept mansion that people really didn't seem to think how much dirty money went into renivating the entire place out.
nevermore, he dropped his hands to his side and proceeded to pushing himself up into a standing up position, mannovering himself out of the living room and up the stairs until he found himself in his bedroom to quickly get dressed. he removed his clothing and disguarded them in the hamper for his housing staff to come clean up when is is gone for a few hours out of the day. he didn't have anything planned today that he knew of, but he knew well enough from experience that things could come up in a blink of an eye. slipping on a pair of darkwashed blue jean pants, after on putting on a pair of boxers, he found himself slipping on a blue button up shirt and slipping on a pair of sunglasses. he enjoyed looking like a complete dick, sometimes, because well.. he was one. he pulled a pair of black socks from his dresser, slipping them on and then his black leather combat boots.
it was about time to get a new pair, one would be able to sense the amount of blood wash away from them with no recolation of discovering who entered and parished beneth his path. he ran a hand through his hair, figuring that should be enough to tame his brown locks of hair. he picked up his wallet off of the wooden bedside piece sticking it in his pocket and grabbing his keys that were placed a few inces away from it. he made his way back downstairs and out the door, it wasn't long before his hand found the handle to his sexy vechiles door handle, opening it up and sliding inside in one smooth motion. in one smooth motion, he shifted his weight against the red and black entrior, shoving his hands in his fitted jean pockets pulling out his keys. the small chant of the jingling of the keys clanging together in a simple dull manor. sticking them in ignition, turning it and hearing the vehicle come purring into life.
soon he found himself parking his vehicle at the local coffee shop, and hearing his foots clapping against the concrete sidewalk. his eyes scanned the area out of the habit, he too note about the amount of people crawling across the streets in a heafty manor. unfortunaty for the male members sake, the brods that walked among the streets caused his lip to curl all of the nastiness that reaked off of most of him was one of the reasons why he didn't just sleep around with most of the people that showed affection towards him. he thought that any woman that felt that towards him must be dense in the head or might be worth it under there thick skull. at last, his attention left the hideous creaturous and went on inside the open doors that a pregnant lady opened while walking out. he walked up to the counter ordering a coffee with whip cream along with a chocolate drizzled on the whip cream. it wasn't that expensive, and paid for it without complaining like ghetto people tend to do, sometimes. he picked up his large cup and walked towards the table, sitting down at one of the only cleared out tables left and slid into the booth. now he was going to force himself to wait and attempt to be social.