Snippet #1256737

His eyes flickered, glancing to the side as he walked, dragging his hand threw his hair. He fixed his gloves tugging them tighter over his hands as he walked. He was at the school. At least he made it alive...or rather intact. Damian grumbled shaking his head to clear it, breathing in deep rough breaths. His eyes clenched together before he opened them once more, walking further down the path. His eyes shifted to the side, noticing a girl near by, a pencil and paper in her hands. He should say hello...but why would she talk to someone like him?

Damian gave a bitter sigh, continuing on before he rested on a bench with a flop, his body laying against the back exhausted. His hair covered his eyes as breathed, a breath of smoke escaping his lips once again. Stupid fire. Stupid...he breathed before he closed his eyes, listening around. He'll stay awake of course. Crud...so exhausted. He blinked open his eyes staring upwards at the sky, wondering deeply to himself.