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Adrian took several long puffs from his cigar before he heard the distant sound of footsteps, most likely someone else coming down to eat. For a moment he attempted to guess who it was. But with the growth of his 'family', the larger number made it much more difficult. He could, however, make fairly good guesses with his real family. Each of the Wilson kid's footsteps were slightly different, as if their personalities were evident in the way they moved. That's right, Adrian often had no life whenever he was lazying about at home.
A small frown formed on his face when he attempted to listen to the footsteps once more. As far as he knew, it definitely wasn't any of the Wilson's. And he couldn't imagine it being any of the younger Anderson's, since their footsteps weren't as heavy.
A specific face popped up at that thought; Damian.
Adrian immediately pushed the oldest Anderson from his thoughts and placed his focus back on his cancer stick of relief.
[OOC; Hey guys, I just wanted to point out that it's currently Saturday in the RP, so no school...
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I've also just realized that it's early afternoon, and we've all posted as if they're just waking up for breakfast. xD
And sorry about my meaningless filler post about footsteps.. I needed
something to post... >__< ]