give this a try, but be pacient. this is sort of an orignial idea. based on the orignial trillogy films and some of the prequel trillogy.
I DON'T OWN STAR WARS!
Unfortunately :)
A DVD, a tub of popcorn, and parents out for the night: Now this is how to live. I flicked of the lights and pressed play, time for six hours of cinematic magic, and junk food. The music began and the text started to crawl back across the screen. The best movies in existence and I was free to binge watch the whole original trilogy- again. In six hours' time, if an axe murderer comes in, I can die happy.
Six hours, four tubs of popcorn, three films and 2 litres of coke later, and I feel so sick. Never eat four tubs of popcorn in one sitting, or you will regret it- after you finished, and tried to move, of course. Outside, gravel shifted under foot, and the realisation dawned on me. My parents were about twenty seconds away and the living room was trashed.
I don't even remember doing that much. So, I may have jumped at a few points, and crushed some of the popcorn into the carpet, and re-enacted some- ok, maybe all of the lightsaber battles, so what? How can the room have been decimated to this standard?
I ejected the disk and then turned the DVD player and TV off. I grabbed the rubbish from the table next to me, and dumped it behind the sofa.
I stretched and glanced towards the clock on the mantle 2:49? How the hell…? I heard the key click in the lock and sprinted for the stairs, taking my DVDs with me. I was in my room, door shut, before the door was open. Haha, suckers. They'll think I was in bed by 11.
I yanked the covers over me, closed my eyes and willed myself to sleep. Before long, darkness came over me and I was falling.
Trust me, it will get better.
Probably...
