The gentle gusts of wind blew past a figure, the lean built of the body standing up like a in the middle of the wind’s way. The black jacket hung loosely on the shoulders, its two sleeves flapping along with the jacket’s tail as the gusts of wind pushed them aside. A sound of a steady sigh could be heard, before the figure finally started to walk. The sun shone upon the blonde coloured hair of the figure, which was revealed to be an adult male, wearing black shirt with red trimmings. The pair of trousers he donned matched the shirt perfectly; a simple dark black colour, perfected by a pair of blackish brown leather shoes. The echoes of steps was heard, as the shoes bumped against the bumpy ground, taking the figure a step forward per every bump. There wasn’t a slight flaw in the taken steps, perfectly and accordingly taken, each of them.
It was all nice and steady, and it was an easy walk. The blonde had no smile on his fac-thud! “Ah.. Shit. I fell.” Crocodile slowly got on his feet, having tripped by a bulging stone on the ground. Patting his butt, Crocodile sighed, he had comically killed the cool moment he tried his best to get in.
It was all nice and steady, and it was an easy walk. The blonde had no smile on his fac-thud! “Ah.. Shit. I fell.” Crocodile slowly got on his feet, having tripped by a bulging stone on the ground. Patting his butt, Crocodile sighed, he had comically killed the cool moment he tried his best to get in.
