It was just beginning to get dark, and Rotti Largo was being driven to one of ten-year-old Pavi’s friend’s houses to pick him up after a sleepover. As much as he loved his children, he was kind of dreading going to get him. He was always a very energetic child, and asked a lot of questions. Something Rotti was not good at dealing with.
A few minutes passed by before they reached the house, and Rotti stepped out of the car to knock on the door. He was almost instantly greeted by a woman in her thirty’s, short brown hair, plain green t-shirt…just your average woman. “Hello!” she chimed with a smile, “
I've been off of dA for a few months besides the occasional comment or vote on a poll, but I'm going to try to get back in to it. I miss using this site! I stopped drawing and writing seriously for a while because I lost inspiration, but I think I have it back again now. :heart: