After grabbing the bag of chips that you and Ian keep in the pantry you head to your room to try and start a new Skyrim playthrough. Your room was to put it bluntly, really filthy. There was clothes, books, games and other items strewn about the floor to the point that you only saw patches of the floor. Your desk and bookcase was disorganized as all hell and covered in dust and your trash can was overflowing with snack bags and scraps of paper.
You made your way to the right most corner of the room which was your own little game space. While you did take care of your games, they were still very disorganized and spread out in a sporadic manner. After you set everything up and started the intro sequence, Ian walked into your room, tip toeing through the mess to sit next to you and watch you as he played his 3DS. After about a couple hours, you had finally decided what your character would look like a brown haired Imperial woman and finally got the playable portion of the game. You stopped playing by the time you got out of the tutorial zone. You began to get ready for bed.
That night, Bernie had a dream that affected his interest in...
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.25 seconds at 7:31pm on Sep 22, 2024 via server web1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Get MORE!
Shop Memberships
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
