Which, considering what it is on most days when you're mixed up in karate wars, is actually a pretty good day. It means Robby gets to do some training, catch up on his katas, and then spend a good few hours just enjoying himself in the skate park. The skate park? Karate drama free, and he'll never lose the appeal of moving fast and controlling the board with the right push and lift. Helps him unwind, so long as he doesn't do it too closely after anything karate. His legs never appreciate that.
He's not late back to his dad's place, by any means. The day's still pretty young, and he could do with resting up, putting on the headphones and chilling. So is the plan when he tries the front door, finds that it's open--no need to fish out for his spare key from his pocket. He walks in, board in one hand and a "Hey dad" leaving his mouth as he turns, closes the door behind him. Maybe he should have checked to see if his dad's ride was actually in the car park, but it has to be, right?
Except when he turns back around with the door closed behind him, it's not his dad's blond hair he sees--there's some guy. A "Who..." starts and dies in his mouth, as his eyes adjust.
No matter what that other guys says, does, he might just get the "What the fuck?" out, once he realises what...who...he's looking at.
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Which, considering what it is on most days when you're mixed up in karate wars, is actually a pretty good day. It means Robby gets to do some training, catch up on his katas, and then spend a good few hours just enjoying himself in the skate park. The skate park? Karate drama free, and he'll never lose the appeal of moving fast and controlling the board with the right push and lift. Helps him unwind, so long as he doesn't do it too closely after anything karate. His legs never appreciate that.
He's not late back to his dad's place, by any means. The day's still pretty young, and he could do with resting up, putting on the headphones and chilling. So is the plan when he tries the front door, finds that it's open--no need to fish out for his spare key from his pocket. He walks in, board in one hand and a "Hey dad" leaving his mouth as he turns, closes the door behind him. Maybe he should have checked to see if his dad's ride was actually in the car park, but it has to be, right?
Except when he turns back around with the door closed behind him, it's not his dad's blond hair he sees--there's some guy. A "Who..." starts and dies in his mouth, as his eyes adjust.
No matter what that other guys says, does, he might just get the "What the fuck?" out, once he realises what...who...he's looking at.
What the fuck indeed.