Oct 6, 2013
• i-am-hero-dude • petalsofthevoid • adishonorablechange • the--deanwinchester • phoenix--down
The world was so goddamn boring. Actually, less the world—more unintelligent people who manage to get the best from life purely because they're dumb enough to buy into the brainwashing of society. Xander was silently scowling on a street corner, having once again been turned out by a motel manager on account of him not keeping up the steady pay. His worldly possessions lay in an old, tattered rucksack by his side, one he'd had since his seventh birthday. The last piece of his mother. His father, not so much.
He stretched his legs out in front of him, accidentally kicking a stranger as he did so. ❝S-sorry...❞
