Post by Mihail Lazarus on Jan 8, 2012 2:04:53 GMT -5
After having fastened the belt on the white top he borrowed from Sera, Mihail slipped on a very interesting pair of studded glasses and he stood surveying himself in the mirror. He turned this way and that, hands on his hips, before he decided this was what he was going to don for the day and its events.
Today is a particularly special day out of the year (and there are more to come), especially for Mihail. The calender's date marked June 23rd. Today is Mihail's birthday. He barely got any sleep last night just thinking about it and spent the majority of the evening with the light on staring up at the ceiling. When three o'clock rolled around, his eyes finally stayed shut but opened only a few hours later at six o'clock and he couldn't get back to sleep no matter how much he tried. It was like Christmas! Today he turned fourteen years old.
When he had been sure he couldn't sleep, he took a nice long bath, danced around naked in his room for a bit while drying off, styled his hair, got dressed, switched Salem's spike collar for a matching studded collar, and all before breakfast.
With Salem in his arms, Mihail finally left his room, walking through the corridors feeling like royalty. Down the grand staircase, one hand on the railing, there was a faint grin of his lips and he wondered who was already downstairs for breakfast by now. He knew for a fact his mother would prepare his favorite breakfast dish today: french toast with strawberries, chocolate syrup, powdered sugar, and whipped cream. He was completely looking forward to it.
"Morning, family~!" he greeted as he entered the dining room. He slipped into a seat and nuzzled Salem's pitch black fur. "Say 'good morning' Salem~" He lifted one of the cat's paws and had Salem give everyone a bit of a wave, though the black cat seemed less than amused.
TAG|FAMILY x WORDS|some number x OUTFIT|HERE x NOTES|Mihail loves his family<3
LYRICS|I LOVE PLAYING WITH FIRE BY THE RUNAWAYS
CREDIT|CAEJAE@Caution 2.0