Do I know you?
Oct 16, 2014 20:52:07 GMT -5
Post by Kurt Anderson on Oct 16, 2014 20:52:07 GMT -5
Kurt was alone in the auditorium. Somewhere around ten o'clock at night. He was on his back, taking up a few chairs. He had a laptop on his chest and rose and fell along with his breathing as he continued to play a few games on his laptop. He crossed his legs with his preference of pajamas, shorts. He eventually stood up and put down the laptop for a moment. He yawned and stretched for a moment, as much as he would love to shift to feel a little more comfortable he chose not to, only for the single reason that he might fall asleep and wake up in a group of people in that form. He didn't mind too much and grabbed a bag he had hid under his seat. It contained all of the stuff to try and keep him up for the night.
He laughed as he grabbed the bag and hauled it onto his lap as he began to eat some of the sweets he had packed for the long night ahead. He continued to eat until he felt his eye lids getting heavier. He didn't know why, but the sugar was putting him to sleep. He quickly grabbed the iced coffee he had with him a got a small drink of it, but it was too late. He was beginning to doze off and began to lay back on the seat. He had turned his head very sluggishly to see that he had left the door open. He smiled a little bit a murmured,"Great...I left the door open...I'm so busted." He was too tired to go and close the door and somehow fell asleep in a odd slump, almost like a dead-man. He began to lightly sore that sounded like a animal breathing in the room. His head turned to the door, still in a sleepy haze, to see that it is still open. His eyes were still closed, and he was asleep. His head eventually hit the armrest of the chair, but he stayed in his sleep. He hoped no one came in to see him like this, it was the last thing he needed.
He laughed as he grabbed the bag and hauled it onto his lap as he began to eat some of the sweets he had packed for the long night ahead. He continued to eat until he felt his eye lids getting heavier. He didn't know why, but the sugar was putting him to sleep. He quickly grabbed the iced coffee he had with him a got a small drink of it, but it was too late. He was beginning to doze off and began to lay back on the seat. He had turned his head very sluggishly to see that he had left the door open. He smiled a little bit a murmured,"Great...I left the door open...I'm so busted." He was too tired to go and close the door and somehow fell asleep in a odd slump, almost like a dead-man. He began to lightly sore that sounded like a animal breathing in the room. His head turned to the door, still in a sleepy haze, to see that it is still open. His eyes were still closed, and he was asleep. His head eventually hit the armrest of the chair, but he stayed in his sleep. He hoped no one came in to see him like this, it was the last thing he needed.
