#springbcll

It was a Sunday, and Roland found himself collapsed on the couch staring at the ceiling and silently praying for something to happen,,,some miracle to bring light to an otherwise absolutely boring day. He was just about to give up hope too, up until he heard the stairs creak followed by rhythmic thudding of someone coming down the stairs. The steps were to hard to be Marcus, man was as silent as a mouse. “Dylan!”