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fandomhighdorms2014-05-19 12:10 pm
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The Roof ; Monday Afternoon
It was way too nice to stay inside. Way too nice. Will remembered this as being perfect running weather. Not too hot but not too cold. He wouldn't overheat or catch a chill and you could run for hours without feeling it. Will loved it which is why after he'd had his run, he wandered up to the roof and breathed in the fresh air.
#9: WATCH, LOOK, AND LISTEN, OR YOU WON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE MISSING.
Enjoying the scenery and the weather might have been a more literal interpretation of his dad's rule but it seemed to fit. He could recall a few times when he and his parents had camped out in dense forests with little to see but dirt, bark, and tree branches. His father though pointed out small things like patches of moss, four leaf clovers in the midst of overgrown weeds, and a small birds nest on one of the highest tree branches.
The thoughts made Will smile as he hopped up on the roof's ledge and sat down, swinging his legs. In the distance, he could see the town and maybe he every once in awhile, he tried to pull at one of the benches or light posts he could barely make out just to see if his abilities extended that far. He wasn't trying too hard but he could feel the pull, just that tugging about his mind, that maybe he was succeeding a bit.
[Open place so of course the post is open too]
#9: WATCH, LOOK, AND LISTEN, OR YOU WON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE MISSING.
Enjoying the scenery and the weather might have been a more literal interpretation of his dad's rule but it seemed to fit. He could recall a few times when he and his parents had camped out in dense forests with little to see but dirt, bark, and tree branches. His father though pointed out small things like patches of moss, four leaf clovers in the midst of overgrown weeds, and a small birds nest on one of the highest tree branches.
The thoughts made Will smile as he hopped up on the roof's ledge and sat down, swinging his legs. In the distance, he could see the town and maybe he every once in awhile, he tried to pull at one of the benches or light posts he could barely make out just to see if his abilities extended that far. He wasn't trying too hard but he could feel the pull, just that tugging about his mind, that maybe he was succeeding a bit.
[Open place so of course the post is open too]