Post by Deleted on Jul 26, 2013 14:42:45 GMT -6
running both of his hands through his hair while the realization that his plate was filled with responsiblity and apparently no one in his family realized that bentley was by no means a father figure. the system is obviously working against him, the man is just trying to bring his bacholar pad to an end. he could smell the faint of his after shave, leaving his face feeling silky smooth. he was currently sporting a pair of ripped jeans, pink floyd band t-shirt while wearing an open black and white button up shirt. he could practically feel the presents of a disappointed mother staring down at him from the clouds, scolding him for not heading towards the grocery store to have actual food at his three bedroom home. it was a good thing that small apartments tended to make him feel closed in and uncomfortable. and besides most of his money went towards paying for college that financial aid could not cover. he made a noice using his tongue to call for his huskey from his bedroom, she tended to lay in his bed when he wasn't in there; he normally didn't mind, as long as she wasn't around when he was getting laid.
he also didn't believe in collars and leashes, but he was going to have to use those horrible things in order to take layla to the dog park. luckily for him, it was the weekend so he had a choice to stay home considering that he didn't have classes and he was off of work from both jobs. he picked up the glasses on the end table and tilted it upward against his lips, feeling the all too familar burning sensation all the way down his throat. he was far from being handicapped from driving from the small amount of alcohol that he already consumed but he had previously already got inspired with a blunt of the most potient stuff. he let out a deep breathe while picking up his house key and putting in the earbuds while turning on the music that was within his music library in his phone. he pulled the door open and told her that it was okay for her to walk out, shutting the door behind him and leaving without making sure that his door was lock. it was a hard habit to break, but apart of that habit was locking the door if he was planning on leaving the yard.
he could hear the gentle noice from his footsteps and he was wearing black combat boots. it was nearly muffled by the population around with their constant chatter with some barking from the fellow caines. he could almost hear a feline's meow but he was certain that was all in his head. he was already pretty stoked to play with layla in a bigger area and brought a few things for layla to play with. he found a cleared table away from everyone and sat down the backpack he was carring, and pulled out a blue tennis ball after unclipping the leash from layla's collar, he chunked the ball and watched her run after it without much trouble and ran back with it in her mouth.