[A L O I S ]
[ T R A N C Y]
[ The Lord Of My Monsion]
[The God Of My Butler.]
[The model of myself.]
[The Future Of That Word.]
"Rainy,rainy,rainy...Only Rainy day"A Cold voice, of a young blond male, sitting at a big,hug Desk with some papers on it, inside a dark, large Room.It was raining Badly, the sky was Cloudly and gray.
The Darkness covered the Place,the young male was playing with a Small Silver Pan, Rolling it on the desk with his right hand,His eyes were covered with his Gold hair, a small smile on his lips .After few minutes the male Named Alois held his head and said letting out a small sigh "where is my Hot chocolate?"he wondered looking toward the Closed door "I Asked for it about 5 minutes ago, and what..Nothing"he said raising his eye brow.
Alois was a boy of Sixteen Years old, but what he had passed made him strong and mature.he know everything and anything, he is also very crual and Unforgiven.
Alois Thrw the pan, and put his cheek in his hand, he took a deep breath as he closed halfly his eyes, keeping them on the door.
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