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Post by Lucas Scott on Nov 1, 2007 14:49:59 GMT -5
Pushing open the door, Lucas walked into his bedroom, eyeing his walls silently. His basketball was under his arm, as he gently sat it on the wooden floors, letting it roll off towards his half-open closet. Not bothering to stop it, he frowned as he realized he was sweating. Going off to take a quick shower, Lucas came back several minutes later, re-dressed with wet hair.
As he walked into his bedroom, the quiet tone relaxed him a little bit. He'd miss basketball more then anything, but the Rivercourt helped him when he wanted to have a good time, or just get his minds off of things. And today was one of those days. Letting his emotions take control, they led him across the Rivercourt, playing until he sweat. Lucas was happy to be content again though. And as he had nothing else to do, he bit his lip and sat on his bed. Bringing his laptop onto his lap, he waited patiently for it to warm up before turning on his music. The music helped flow his thoughts properly as he thought about the book he was attempting to write.
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