( Bonjour!! Mclovin here me and ArtemisYJ be writtin buddies hehehehehehehehe)
The streets were silent during the night, it was like this basically every night so it didnt seem to be any different then usual. He played his гитара gentley his fingers came across the strings creating a beautiful tune, he heard the sound of change land in his case and looked up to see a man in a suit with a breif case continue on his way, he stopped playing and looked at the time, 10: 23 PM, it was getting late it looked like it was time to turn it in for the night, he took the change he had gotten playing out of the case and put his гитара away and put the case over his shoulder. He counted the money in his hands, three dollars and ten cents that was barely enough to satisfy his dad but he hoped he wouldnt hit when he returned home. He walked away and down the улица, уличный putting the change in his jean pocket and turned the corner onto MaryRosen street, the улица, уличный llights flickered as he walked past them, he walked past old houses and finally turned into an alley way and opened a door in there leading to a stairwell, he walked up it and finally opened the door at the вверх of the stairs as dust gathered in the air, " dad!? im Главная " Bentley shouted closing the door behind him, he looked to see his dad watching tv, Ты could see the light glare on his face from the tv as he finished drinking a can of пиво and threw it in a pile of other cans. He got up and walked over to Bentley with wobbles in his steps, " give it to me boy " he сказал(-а) putting his hand out, Bentlley reached in his pocket and pulled out the change with a shaken hand and handed his dad the money, his dad coughed out and cleared his throat and looked up at his son with disappointment, " thats it!? thats barely enough for a can of beer!! " he shouted, Bentley kept a straight face though he was еще frightened then ever, " its all i could get im sorry..." he said, his dad glared thrwoing the money at Bentley and grbbed his рубашка pushing him into a wall, " Ты need to pay for your stupidity " he muttered, Bentley could smell the alcohal in his breath, Bentley swallowed hard but kept a straight face, his dad put his one hand in a fist and threw a hard punch.
The streets were silent during the night, it was like this basically every night so it didnt seem to be any different then usual. He played his гитара gentley his fingers came across the strings creating a beautiful tune, he heard the sound of change land in his case and looked up to see a man in a suit with a breif case continue on his way, he stopped playing and looked at the time, 10: 23 PM, it was getting late it looked like it was time to turn it in for the night, he took the change he had gotten playing out of the case and put his гитара away and put the case over his shoulder. He counted the money in his hands, three dollars and ten cents that was barely enough to satisfy his dad but he hoped he wouldnt hit when he returned home. He walked away and down the улица, уличный putting the change in his jean pocket and turned the corner onto MaryRosen street, the улица, уличный llights flickered as he walked past them, he walked past old houses and finally turned into an alley way and opened a door in there leading to a stairwell, he walked up it and finally opened the door at the вверх of the stairs as dust gathered in the air, " dad!? im Главная " Bentley shouted closing the door behind him, he looked to see his dad watching tv, Ты could see the light glare on his face from the tv as he finished drinking a can of пиво and threw it in a pile of other cans. He got up and walked over to Bentley with wobbles in his steps, " give it to me boy " he сказал(-а) putting his hand out, Bentlley reached in his pocket and pulled out the change with a shaken hand and handed his dad the money, his dad coughed out and cleared his throat and looked up at his son with disappointment, " thats it!? thats barely enough for a can of beer!! " he shouted, Bentley kept a straight face though he was еще frightened then ever, " its all i could get im sorry..." he said, his dad glared thrwoing the money at Bentley and grbbed his рубашка pushing him into a wall, " Ты need to pay for your stupidity " he muttered, Bentley could smell the alcohal in his breath, Bentley swallowed hard but kept a straight face, his dad put his one hand in a fist and threw a hard punch.
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