“He lumbered into the kitchen, the picture of laziness and carelessness. His dark brown hair looked as though it had not been combed in a week and was in need of a good barber. His clothes were full of wrinkles, with one button missing from the middle of his shirt, and his shoes were tied only in knots, allowing the shoe laces to drag freely upon the ground. His blue eyes lacked the spirit and life that a young man of seventeen ought to show. His height was rather over six feet than under, but this was disguised by slumped shoulders and a crouching posture. The corners of his mouth turned down, giving an overall expression of sullenness, and his voice was dead and spiritless when he spoke.”

~My Currently-Untitled-Edit-in-Progress

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