by Lucky_Gray » Fri Jan 05, 2018 11:24 am
Reed Spears (Foxtail) - 25 - Supplier - Tags; Open
He had just finished getting food at the diner, and was walking home. He didn't eat, but that it didn't really bother him, he was use to this. Reed held a box of food, aka his mom's food. He looked around the street, making sure that no one was paying attention to him and slipped into an ally way. He didn't like the streets, and liked to navigate the ally ways instead. Everyone around here knew not to mess with him, so there was no danger when going down here. He took the specific turns to go to his run-down apartment, making sure to look behind him in case he was being tailed. Yes, he lived a paranoid life, but that was just how he lived. Looking over the shoulder for him was a natural reflex, like how a child would pace around or rock back and forth when bored. Reed quickly found the way to his apartment, and entered it. "I'm home, mom," he said, trying to keep it low in case she was asleep. He looked around to see his mom asleep on the couch. He sighed and put the food on the kitchen table, going back to his mom and picking her to put her on a proper bed. Once done with his task, he kissed her head. "Sleep tight," he whispered, smiling slightly. He yawned, but dismissed it and wrote down on a note: 'Going off to work. Food on kitchen table, see you soon ~Reed'. Reed's mom thought he worked an actual job, a factory worker to be exact. She didn't know what he did, and he was glad for that. He didn't want her to worry constantly, but this is also why he didn't join any big companies. She would easily find out, and that's a big no-no. He locked the apartment door behind him and left, preparing for the day.
(Wo thats a lot)