Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26872802-20150626021425/@comment-25974603-20150626185059

Mitchell groaned as he lifted his face from his pillow. "What time is it?" He sighed, and shook his head. "I hate waking up early. I'm always so tired." Slowly, he put on his green coat and hat, adding a scarf and two black gloves. When he stepped outside, he was instantly hit in the face with the cold. He shivered, covering his face, and began walking through the snow.