he looked fondly at the black sky out of his window

the beautiful tints and hues of the night sky

'winter night skies seem prettier than regular ones,' he thought

he took his eyes off the window and looked back at scrawny wrists

resting on the keys of his laptop, paused, mid sentence

writing his bio for some creepy site he'd found by accident

he paused to look at all the trashy shipping stuff and porn-y crud

making him further contemplate his decision

"what the heck am I doing here"

Heh, anyhoo, hello fellow FanFiction.com member, my name is Lou, and I'm an aspiring artist/amateur writer/professional monkey juicer. I am bilingual! I speak both English and fluent fantard. Your welcome to communicate with me using either linguistic!