Indefinitefotography

The air was still that night as I walked down the lonely street. Tap, Tap, Tap. The sound of my shoes hiting the wet pavement and shallow puddles was disturbing. This street was normally bustling with life around this time... hearing something behind me, I looked up and turned around. There he was again. He's been following me around for months but even more so as of recently. He stood about 50 yards away. His white hair yellowed out slightly under the glow of the street light. The yellowy silver strands falling down just beyond the collar of his long black trench coat. appearing from under the opening of his coat was the loosely fitting blue

Jesus Christ these board meetings were dull. The blabbing of fat, balding men was driving the young brunette to the point of napping in his comfortable, leather chair. “That concludes this months board meeting unless anyone else anything to add?” Seto Kaiba opened his eyes quickly and pretended to be paying attention. Hopefully they wouldn’t realise he was sleeping on the job. After several moments everyone filed out of the large room. Kaiba took a right and made his way to the elevators, it was the end of the day and he was itching to get home and work on his latest creation for the fast approaching holiday season. -- A