Crowley. But everyone tends to call him Crow. His hair is usually a bright blue tangled mullet, but is naturally black. He has several piercings, including gages and an eyebrow piercings. His eyes are brown, and he has tan caramel skin. He has a large array of clothes. Black. And plaid mostly. Almost every day, no matter what outfit he wears, he complements it with chains, metal jewelry, and his kutte. His kutte is covered in studs, patches, as well as pins and buttons. Crow doesn't talk much to people, but is fairly well known through-out his school for being seen as "edgy". He carries around a scuffed checkered backpack with him everywhere. In it he carries his schoolwork, snacks, soda, worn sketchbooks, and pieces of metal and glass he finds, all of it in a jumbled mess. He doesn't have a taste for authority, and tends to ignore his teachers. Most days he listens to music or eats in the back of his classes. Today wasn't an exception: it was the rule. He had his earbuds in, listening to his favorite playlist, and was eating gummy candies from inside of his jacket pockets, ignoring Ms. Strubel as she went on about some boring english concept.
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A Cup of Coffee, the Rain and His Sweater
General FictionTwo boys who have seemingly nothing in common get to talking and find out they are more alike then they thought, and that maybe they should have spoken sooner.
