Post by Phillip Prince on Jan 3, 2017 7:07:51 GMT
Tag: Lianne Ashton Richards
It was only the third day of the new year and Phillip was spending it in the counselor's office. Despite classes have yet to start, he apparently had to come early and have a little 'chat' with the counselor. They wanted to talk to him about his "hobbies". Since it was the beginning of the year, his counselor hoped he turned over a new leaf over the holidays.
Phillip Prince had to scoff at that. That was pretty much what he said early last year. But they both know the nineteen year old was far from changing his true colors. Not yet at least. In the middle of their appointment, his counselor had gotten outside to answer a phone call.
After a while, Phillip realized it was going to be a long phone call. Ample time to make his escape. He got up from his seat and went straight for the opened window. He sat on the window ledge, his back facing outside. He shot a web to the top of the window and then lowered himself to the ground.
Two thirds through, he heard a door opening, panicked slightly and accidentally let go of the web which sent him falling to the ground. "Oof!" His fall was cushioned and he realized that was because he fell on top of someone. "My apologies. That was certainly not intentional."