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- Kingwood 15 1/2 with Essence of Thestral Tail Hair
Alois Eisler was departing from his daily ritual. Usually, his idea of preparation involved a warm shower, a run in the morning which he had learned from a friend, and ensuring his teeth were brushed.
Today was different though.
From the moment he was woken from a deep sleep, something was already bothering him. Just the other day, he had met Jack Evans, though he had tried not to talk to him at all, he had seemed to recognize him, which is pretty bad he knew. Not that he was scared of what he might do, but rather, he didn't want to have anything to do with him, he didn't want to cause any unnecessary both to himself, as well as the other persons involved. Yet, he knew that meeting Jack was inevitable, it would always happen no matter how hard he tried to prevent it, they had common friends it seemed, and they seemed to have shared the same feeling against each other, though in his case, his feeling of resentment wasn't as strong as the boy's.
Today was definitely different. He looked at himself in the mirror, running his fingers through his hair, he didn't know what it was that the older boy wanted to talk abut, yet, he already had this vague idea of what it would be. Looking at himself one last time, he picked up his satchel and prepared himself to meet up with the said person.
The walk to the abandoned classroom seemed to be quite longer than the usual, that when he had arrived there, he let out a sigh of relief, seeing that no one was there yet, yet, he also knew that that would just delay their confrontation, that sooner or later, the older boy would just arrive and start questioning him
Today was different though.
From the moment he was woken from a deep sleep, something was already bothering him. Just the other day, he had met Jack Evans, though he had tried not to talk to him at all, he had seemed to recognize him, which is pretty bad he knew. Not that he was scared of what he might do, but rather, he didn't want to have anything to do with him, he didn't want to cause any unnecessary both to himself, as well as the other persons involved. Yet, he knew that meeting Jack was inevitable, it would always happen no matter how hard he tried to prevent it, they had common friends it seemed, and they seemed to have shared the same feeling against each other, though in his case, his feeling of resentment wasn't as strong as the boy's.
Today was definitely different. He looked at himself in the mirror, running his fingers through his hair, he didn't know what it was that the older boy wanted to talk abut, yet, he already had this vague idea of what it would be. Looking at himself one last time, he picked up his satchel and prepared himself to meet up with the said person.
The walk to the abandoned classroom seemed to be quite longer than the usual, that when he had arrived there, he let out a sigh of relief, seeing that no one was there yet, yet, he also knew that that would just delay their confrontation, that sooner or later, the older boy would just arrive and start questioning him