to my bed. I couldn't go out to meet my friends and I couldn't go for a walk on the estate, the grounds were too boggy. I already had spent~

too much time with my younger brother and sister to keep them inside and I didn't need their company today. Mother was reading them a story~

by the fireplace while I clutched my guitar and absentmindedly played the strings knowing that I wouldn't get punished now father was ~

facing the rocky weather to help a few citizens. My mother and siblings loved my music but my father not so much, according to him playing~

music or any other kind of entertainment was for the regular people. While we weren't regular people no we were the dukes we had to be on~

our best behaviour all the time and show manners. It bugged me and that also had been the reason for the many conflicts between my father~

and I. I was the only one he treated strictly, my younger sister was his princess and could sing all day long without getting any kind of~

scolding, my brother could tell jokes and be funny without being scolded at either only me. I couldn't do anything, I was the first in line~

to inherit all of this, I had to know better, I had to be thirty while all I wanted to was live had fun and be a regular nineteen year old ~

but that was too much to ask. Hearing horsesteps clacking down the road I abruptly stop playing, I couldn't take the risk. I shoved my ~

guitar underneath my bed when I heard mother's voice. "James, darling come down your father is back and he needs you to meet some people." ~

Goodbye lazy day, I hopped out of my bed and stepped into the neat clothes that weredraped over the edge of the chair down in the corner ~

of my darkened room. "I'm coming, mother." Before I head down I pass by the bathroom to freshen up, I didn't need to hear his speech again.~

The one where he complains because I look like I just got out of bed, which I actually did too but he shouldn't know that. I glanced in the~

mirror to fix my hair and splash some cold water across my features before putting up my polite expression. Nomatter how much I hated the~

protocol, I had to walk within the lines and sure now other people were involved. Skipping down the stairs I cast the whole entourage a~

smile before, greeting my mother with a peck on the cheek and shaking each hand as required. "Good afternoon, gentlemen. It's a pleasure to~

welcome you on the Fisher estate." The men all were wearing pompous costumes but nothing about them seemed genteel. They had this extremely~

terrifying gloom over them and I wasn't at ease but my father seemed ecstatic about their presence.] #EndMiniSolo #Part1

Seriously want to get shit going. [Shoves Elizae Madden into my DMs$