A man exits a store with nothing in hand; there were no items that grasped his attention that day. Until, at least, he spies a magazine. Global Inquirer the top of it says. Standing there are two people; One, a woman, with black curly hair, and another standing next to her; male this time, he was tall with black hair and green eyes. His hair was slightly overgrown and spiky. It hung across his face idly, though it seemed as it was gelled down. The boy wore a dress shirt-red- with a black tie hanging loosely around his neck with black trousers. He seems to be itching to run from the cameras that buffet him.
The woman is smiling, and the boy has a blank expression on his face, but his body language says as if he were tensed. He is buff, I suppose, for someone his age, but still manages to look average in his facade of expressionlessness. They both stand behind a large buisness-graffiti'd background, with the name of a hospital and other various franchises covering it.
The woman stands next to the boy, and had a certificate of some sort faces at the camera. He can bleakly manage something about adoption, but the large yellow 'PENDING' stamp gets in the way.
The large print in the headline says, 'Fighter to be a son? Sergei Menchovik to be adopted by big-shot Dean of Medicine in Princeton Plainsboro Hospital. More on page 7...'
The man is outraged; he pulls out change and throws it at the clerk before storming off with the paper in hand. Why, you ask?
The man is Sergei's coach.
Wowwwww, so that was pathetically short... I just didn't think it was appropriate to transistion to another setting. I'll update reallyyyyy soon though, promise, guys.
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