i have not fifnished it, its my firist type of fanfiction or writing outside of school.
ideas and such stuff is very welcome
Red Barrior
A pale weak sun filtered through the old dusty blinds. Even though it was weak, it managed to stir a figure on an old beige leather sofa.
Stirring the person from what seemed a stressful and eventful sleep; he turned on to his back and slowly opened his eyes.
For a few hours what looked like staring t the ceiling tiles turned out to be deep thought. During this time his face is expressionless, but sometimes can be sad, lonely and depressed.
But once it hits about 6; 30/7; 00 am, he would leave the old sofa and find something to amuse himself.
Bored he wandered about which happened to lead him to a desk.
The name plate suggests it was van pelts desk. The man switched on the computer and got the password correct with 2 tries. Going straight for the email in box he reads the screen... he smiles a cunning smile.
Shutting down the computer he heads towards a separate office space on the door it states to be an agent Lisbonâs door. The door was locked when he tried it but he picked it with ease. âDo you think that would stop me?â he said to no one in particular.
In a matter of seconds he is inside the office.
5 password guesses later, he is in the inbox email of Lisbonâs computer. Laughing, he shut down the computer.
He walks over to the coffee machine and even though he knows Lisbon likes instant, he makes decaff coffee and leaves it in her office. A post it note on the side reads
âIt was hard to get through the key hole, love coffee cupâ
Smirking, he opens the blinds that blocked his view earlier and switches on all the lights.
Locking the door behind him he strides over to the kitchen.
To be continued!
i know its rubbish, but c&c welocme 7
elena
ideas and such stuff is very welcome
Red Barrior
A pale weak sun filtered through the old dusty blinds. Even though it was weak, it managed to stir a figure on an old beige leather sofa.
Stirring the person from what seemed a stressful and eventful sleep; he turned on to his back and slowly opened his eyes.
For a few hours what looked like staring t the ceiling tiles turned out to be deep thought. During this time his face is expressionless, but sometimes can be sad, lonely and depressed.
But once it hits about 6; 30/7; 00 am, he would leave the old sofa and find something to amuse himself.
Bored he wandered about which happened to lead him to a desk.
The name plate suggests it was van pelts desk. The man switched on the computer and got the password correct with 2 tries. Going straight for the email in box he reads the screen... he smiles a cunning smile.
Shutting down the computer he heads towards a separate office space on the door it states to be an agent Lisbonâs door. The door was locked when he tried it but he picked it with ease. âDo you think that would stop me?â he said to no one in particular.
In a matter of seconds he is inside the office.
5 password guesses later, he is in the inbox email of Lisbonâs computer. Laughing, he shut down the computer.
He walks over to the coffee machine and even though he knows Lisbon likes instant, he makes decaff coffee and leaves it in her office. A post it note on the side reads
âIt was hard to get through the key hole, love coffee cupâ
Smirking, he opens the blinds that blocked his view earlier and switches on all the lights.
Locking the door behind him he strides over to the kitchen.
To be continued!
i know its rubbish, but c&c welocme 7
elena
