Post by KENNETH THOMPSON on Aug 13, 2013 17:52:55 GMT -7
"About flipping time we done got this done!"
The sun overhead was shining down with all of its heat, beating down on Kenneth and his co-workers. Luckily for the them, it was Saturday and they only had a half-day. Kenneth picked up his canteen and swigged it all down, quenching the thirst that has been bothering him. Normally him and his group would have finished two hours ago, but with increasing orders from the Capitol coming in, longer and harder work days have been in order. As the others were leaving, Kenneth grabbed his hat and slung the guitar around his back.
Kenneth looked around, wondering what he should do. District 11 isn't the richest or the funnest place out there. Besides school or work, all there is to do is twiddle your thumbs. Though of course, if you have the time to do that, most enjoyed it. His father didn't have any work scheduled, and his mother and sister were busy baking different goods for the District. The trains at this time were starting to get busy as everyone is either coming to the square to work, or going home. After this they won't come back until the evening when most people are ready to hit the sack. He looked up at the sun, and pondered for a moment if he wanted to walk. With a crack of his knuckles and his neck, he decided to head to the square first, then walk home.
The sun overhead was shining down with all of its heat, beating down on Kenneth and his co-workers. Luckily for the them, it was Saturday and they only had a half-day. Kenneth picked up his canteen and swigged it all down, quenching the thirst that has been bothering him. Normally him and his group would have finished two hours ago, but with increasing orders from the Capitol coming in, longer and harder work days have been in order. As the others were leaving, Kenneth grabbed his hat and slung the guitar around his back.
Kenneth looked around, wondering what he should do. District 11 isn't the richest or the funnest place out there. Besides school or work, all there is to do is twiddle your thumbs. Though of course, if you have the time to do that, most enjoyed it. His father didn't have any work scheduled, and his mother and sister were busy baking different goods for the District. The trains at this time were starting to get busy as everyone is either coming to the square to work, or going home. After this they won't come back until the evening when most people are ready to hit the sack. He looked up at the sun, and pondered for a moment if he wanted to walk. With a crack of his knuckles and his neck, he decided to head to the square first, then walk home.
