Snippet #1358002

Will stood in the open yard, the breeze smacking his face. He liked it. Perfect weather for a practice or game. Will patiently and lively took steps to his mail and opened it. Inside were a three letters. He grabbed them and began to stroll back to his house, his white lab following him. "Alright, Mystic let's see what we got." Will walked upped the steps with ease and opened the door, his dog sprinting in.
Slamming the door behind him Will sat down at his work table. He sliced opened the first one with a letter opener and scanned it, "Bills." He moaned. Even though it was not the worst, it is one of his chores. He grabbed the second and sliced it open like the other. "Transfer? Oh man! Titans are still trying to get me on with them! Good grief!" Will threw the paper into the trashcan and rested his legs on the table. He opened the third letter and didn't recognize it. With a small hum he read the invitation and gave a shrewd smile. "Like a vacation?" He pondered to himself. Didn't sound so bad. As a matter of fact it was a nice idea. Will got up and shook his tension off of him. "I could use a break from all these damn popularity crap."