Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-38555415-20191015230650/@comment-43930324-20191022154136

¨MOM!" shouted Taron as he forged a path through the crowd, the heavy metal music in the background drowning out his words, he saw a silver haired woman in the front of the crowd of the concert...that was her! He was so close! He called out again, ¨MOM ITS ME TARON¨ hope filled in his chest as the woman started to turn around, those stormy grey eyes that were just like his but just before her face came into view, ¨RING! RING! RING!¨ Taron jolted awake in a cold sweat, the world coming into focus around him, his sky blue colored room, his alarm and the dragon designed covers that had been wrapped around him. He sighed and turned off the alarm before getting out of bed, he would need to make breakfest and get supplies. He quickly went through his morning routine and headed downstairs not being suprised when he saw his father asleep in his reclining chair asleep and surronded by empty wine bottles and a old empty cracked picture of Tarons mom, Taron sighed his father was broken by his broken when his mom left and now often sat in the same spot and drank himself into a stupor only getting up to use the bathroom or go to the fridge, ¨Im going out for school supplies, breakfest is in the micowave love you¨ he said to his father after putting the bottles in the trash. Taron was more of a caretaker to his father than vise versa and did the chores around the house like cleaning, cooking and buying supplies. He put on a coat and headed outside to the shop area to stock up on pencils and notebooks etc, however on the walk there Taron could only think of one thing, how much he was dreading starting his firstday at Foxfire tommrow.