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Adam Vang
6’0
158lbs
Long, black hair
Piercing blue eyes
Physically fit with hairless, well-toned body with no tattoos or piercings and chiseled face, sun kissed skin.
It was approaching the Christmas break and in the suburbs the kids were out of school and playing in the streets as I came home exhausted from my day at work. As much as I enjoyed working as an internet repairman it was paying great but physically taxing and what was worse was coming home to find it empty of anyone. Perhaps I should just get a dog to have someone waiting, but I did not want to be this much of a whiner.
I had spent most of my time repairing other people’s connections that I have systematically separated myself from any other form of having life. I had not even gone out for a party, even a simple birthday party for a slice of cake, in over a year. It wasn’t that I needed the money; it was that having fun lost its meaning when my best friend moved away. We use to do everything together, some had us pegged as a couple, but I’m not sure. Having her gone for so long my memory began to fade.
Going up the steps to the front door and taking out the mail from the box my eyes flicked over to my neighbors and found that there were no cars in the driveways. They must not be back yet and looking over at one house all of these memories came flowing back, but she was gone now, off making a better life for herself. Throwing the lock and stepping inside and feeling the cool AC flowing past and cooling my heated body it was a welcome reprieve as I took off my boots and set the mail on the small table before plunging myself into the fridge for left overs. There were some chicken wings that needed to be nuked and throwing them into the microwave I went upstairs to the bathroom to take a shower and remove this grime and sweat from my body. The hot water was soothing to the muscles and getting the sweat out from my long, sleek hair felt elating to say the least as before it was a tangled mess and seeing my skin no longer spotted with black and glistening from the sweat.
Stepping out I put on a simple white t-shirt and a pair of jogging pants and black socks, the only clean clothes I had left and went back downstairs. By then the wings were done and I could enjoy some pointless drivel on screen. This being a Friday and no work for three days I could finally indulge myself in something and taking out a large bottle of coke and going over to the television and flopping down into the black leather recliner.
6’0
158lbs
Long, black hair
Piercing blue eyes
Physically fit with hairless, well-toned body with no tattoos or piercings and chiseled face, sun kissed skin.
It was approaching the Christmas break and in the suburbs the kids were out of school and playing in the streets as I came home exhausted from my day at work. As much as I enjoyed working as an internet repairman it was paying great but physically taxing and what was worse was coming home to find it empty of anyone. Perhaps I should just get a dog to have someone waiting, but I did not want to be this much of a whiner.
I had spent most of my time repairing other people’s connections that I have systematically separated myself from any other form of having life. I had not even gone out for a party, even a simple birthday party for a slice of cake, in over a year. It wasn’t that I needed the money; it was that having fun lost its meaning when my best friend moved away. We use to do everything together, some had us pegged as a couple, but I’m not sure. Having her gone for so long my memory began to fade.
Going up the steps to the front door and taking out the mail from the box my eyes flicked over to my neighbors and found that there were no cars in the driveways. They must not be back yet and looking over at one house all of these memories came flowing back, but she was gone now, off making a better life for herself. Throwing the lock and stepping inside and feeling the cool AC flowing past and cooling my heated body it was a welcome reprieve as I took off my boots and set the mail on the small table before plunging myself into the fridge for left overs. There were some chicken wings that needed to be nuked and throwing them into the microwave I went upstairs to the bathroom to take a shower and remove this grime and sweat from my body. The hot water was soothing to the muscles and getting the sweat out from my long, sleek hair felt elating to say the least as before it was a tangled mess and seeing my skin no longer spotted with black and glistening from the sweat.
Stepping out I put on a simple white t-shirt and a pair of jogging pants and black socks, the only clean clothes I had left and went back downstairs. By then the wings were done and I could enjoy some pointless drivel on screen. This being a Friday and no work for three days I could finally indulge myself in something and taking out a large bottle of coke and going over to the television and flopping down into the black leather recliner.