Snippet #1733384

Bura growled as he rolled over in his sleep, he didn't want to get up. He just wanted to sleep all day and when he was hungry grab some food, eat then maybe wacth some tv or something, maybe he would look and see if there was anyone outside he wanted to draw. He sighed, now that he had thought about it he had remembered, school was starting again in a few days.

"Ag~~~h... why do i need to go to school... i'm a dragon..."

He rolled over again and opening his left eye, the right buried in the mattress. His eye was like any normal human's as was his body, except if you looked carefully you could see that Bura's eyes were slitted, making them look animal-like and imtimidating some people when they looked him in the eyes.

He kept rolling, too tired, or too lazy, to get up. As he rolled himself off the mattress he brought the duvet with him and as he thumped onto the floor the impact made him wake up more, motion coming back to his limbs again as he pushed himself up from the floor with a slight grunt. He got up and picked up the duvet in one hand, throwing it messily back onto the bed as he moved his thin and muscular form around his room, collecting random pieces of clothing.

He collected a black shirt which he had worn the day before from the chair that was next to his bed, a pair of jeans from the floor next to the door of his room and others items such as underwear and socks from a messy and strewn pile of clean clothes which had orignally been piled next to a dresser to be put away but had been left and eventually messed up.

Bura dressed quickly, putting on the underwear and jeans on first, then his black shirt after he had admired the black tattoo on his chest, the mark of the dragons, though most would think it just a normal tattoo for a rebel, which Bura partly was.
Bura smiled when he was done, giving his room a quick scan. If anyone was wondering why Bura wasn't being shouted at by his parents to get up earlier it was because he had lived on his own in this flat for around two years now. Bura decided he didn't want to bother cooking today, he was going out to eat.

He looked around and on top of the dresser, where his clothes would have been but was not mostly empty of those and filled with pictures of people and itmes instead, was a black plain wallet which Bura put in the pocket of his jeans.

"Now we're rocking, let's go" he said as he collected a bunch of keys from the top drawer of the dresser, along with a few sweets and his trusty dagger, which he hid in his sleeve, he took a small skecth pad as well and a pencil and pen, he never knew when he would find someone to draw. With that he opened the door and walked out, he had little time left to enjoy before school started again and he was going to spend it his way.