My HeroMarshall strummed his axe bass feeling as bored as can be. It was late at night and no one was awake except him, after all, he never needed to sleep. Sleeping was just something he did when he had nothing else to do, and though he was bored to tears right now, he couldn't bring himself to rest. He didn't have a good reason to stay up, but he had a feeling, and he was the type of guy who followed his instincts.More Like This
Hovering in the middle of his living room rather than sitting on his couch, he played song after song with an absent mind, his thoughts weren't on notes, but were rather on the rest of Aaa. He wondered what his fellow vampires, ghosts, ghouls, and other creatures of the night were up to. He hadn't seen Ghost Prince in a long time, but supposed he had finally moved on. It was good for him, maybe he and Claire had finally gotten back together.
He sighed and set down his guitar. He thought about eating some red, but he wasn't hungry, and eating out of boredom seemed far too clich