[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]This seemed to happen more often now; Leo deciding to talk a solitary walk around the border of TCU. If you asked, he'd say it cleared his mind, but in fact, it made him wallow in his thoughts, drenched in negativity or worry. He used to be so happy, and outgoing, what made him turn monotone and stoic? That was a question he didn't want to answer.
Taking a set, he watched as the wind forced the grass to dance, a deep sigh slipping from his charcoal lips.