Adriana Dies Smith's Story

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Mitchell climbed switched off the engine of the temporary hire car which he parked out the front of the house at the curb in order to leave room for others to park on the driveway. He took his keys out the admission and pushed his black sunglasses up temporarily as he glanced out the window at his new home. It wasn't the biggest house he had lived in but it was cozy. He pulled his shades back down into position then pushed the blue ford car door open and climbed out, slipping the car keys into the back pocket of his black skinny jeans then headed to the back seat where he pulled out a television and a play station three which he balanced on top of the tv but secured it there by holding the cable in one of the hands that he was gripping the television.

With his foot he kicked shut the car door temporarily and headed up the path near the driveway towards the house then stopped as he realized he had left his keys in his pocket and he was the first to arrive at the house. He let out a sigh and placed the television and play station three on the ground then pulled his keys back out from his back pocket and unlocked the front door then opening it. Picking up the tv and the game station, he slipped through the front door and hurried up to his room. He quickly looked around and picked out room three, there was a tree blocking the window which meant that less sun would get in through the window.

As a vampire, the sun did effect Mitchell, too much exposure would hurt his skin and his eyes however it wasn't impossible to go outside in the day if he covered up his skin and wore sun glasses. That was fine in the summer but in winter people often saw it strange to be wearing sun shades when there was little sun.

After placing his television and play station in his room he hurried back downstairs and pulled his keys from the front door then walked back across to his car where he collected a blue suitcase. It wasn't as large as you would think it would be, Mitchell liked to travel light, he didn't have many clothes and the clothes he did have he was rather attached to. For example, he never leaves the house without his black leather jacket and he only takes his black leather boots off if he is going to bed. He pretty much lives in his black leather jeans and it's very rare to see him when he isn't wearing his old green fingerless gloves.

After dropping off his suitcase in his new room, Mitchell made his way back downstairs and headed through into the kitchen. He looked looked around the cupboards and draws for a moment to see what there was in the cupboards, there wasn't much food and most of it looked out of date but he managed to find some tea bags that were in date along with some milk which was going to go out of date the next day, he was lucky. He filled the kettle up with water from the tap and placed it back on it's stand, plugged it in then flicked the switch to boil the water. As he waited he took a seat in the kitchen and sat proceeding to pull on a thread that was hanging from the end of the forth finger of his left glove.