Post by alex on Jun 11, 2008 11:13:01 GMT -6
Vato Falman slowly made his way up the stairs at Military HQ. He sighed. He'd been out drinking again last night, and still he couldn't find a woman, but he could bore people with his knowledge of useless things. He was a nice looking man, wasn't he? Why couldn't he just find a wife?! He sighed yet again and he pushed the door of the headquarters. He shook his head, and he walked into the office at the end of the hall. He sat at a desk, and he pulled a report out of his bag that he had been working on the night before. He got lost in his thoughts soon after he sat down..
Vato, you need to find yourself a woman. Maybe you could get the Colonel to help...or share...Maybe Jean could help..No, no that wouldn't do at all. Jean can't find a woman for himself. Kain? Psh, like he dates. He looks like a middle schooler..I bet a middle schooler has had more dates then me..Did I date in school? No, no I don't think I did..What's the matter with me? I'm too smart, and too old. I don't deserve a nice pretty woman. Yes! Yes I do. God Help Me.. His thoughts were broken then he found he had broken his pencil and he had a major cramp in his wrist. Oh..Damn.. He muttered as he rubbed his wrist. He hoped deep down this day would get better, but only time would tell whether it would or not.
Vato, you need to find yourself a woman. Maybe you could get the Colonel to help...or share...Maybe Jean could help..No, no that wouldn't do at all. Jean can't find a woman for himself. Kain? Psh, like he dates. He looks like a middle schooler..I bet a middle schooler has had more dates then me..Did I date in school? No, no I don't think I did..What's the matter with me? I'm too smart, and too old. I don't deserve a nice pretty woman. Yes! Yes I do. God Help Me.. His thoughts were broken then he found he had broken his pencil and he had a major cramp in his wrist. Oh..Damn.. He muttered as he rubbed his wrist. He hoped deep down this day would get better, but only time would tell whether it would or not.
