Post by Donovan Fletcher on Jul 31, 2008 6:46:57 GMT -5
Donovan was always the impulsive type of person, and now he was living up to that reputation. With his MP3 player turned up to it's maximum volume and blasting in his ears, he danced at the end of the boardwalk grinning brightly. With hardly anyone else around it was nice to let go.
Every now and then he would stop and glance out over the horizon into the bright blue sky. What a wonderful day. The sun was high in the sky and not a cloud in sight. If his music wasn't so loud, he would hear the gentle wash of the waves underneath him and the chatter of the seagulls. Oh well, the music just made him feel so happy it was unavoidable. It just had to be loud.
So what would he say if someone came over and saw him dancing? Well, he certainly wouldn't be embarassed. Why should he? Perhaps he would smile sweetly at them and drag them into a messy tango. What were the chances of him being arrested for that? He laughed loudly at the thought.
Every now and then he would stop and glance out over the horizon into the bright blue sky. What a wonderful day. The sun was high in the sky and not a cloud in sight. If his music wasn't so loud, he would hear the gentle wash of the waves underneath him and the chatter of the seagulls. Oh well, the music just made him feel so happy it was unavoidable. It just had to be loud.
So what would he say if someone came over and saw him dancing? Well, he certainly wouldn't be embarassed. Why should he? Perhaps he would smile sweetly at them and drag them into a messy tango. What were the chances of him being arrested for that? He laughed loudly at the thought.