Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2014 17:12:35 GMT -5
Haruto's day had gone from bad to worse it seemed. It was bad enough when he had woken up with a headache he wasn't even sure why he had in the first place.Granted his headache could have been from that fight he got in the day before after all the teenager had gotten hit in the head several times in said fight. Than again he had also gotten his head slammed into a few walls the day before to. He really was not a people person most times perhaps he should have just stayed in his dorm the day before it would have been less painful. Than after taking care of his head he had gone in search of breakfast his blue baseball cap on his head backwards as usual when some had decided to play lets see how much we can annoy Haruto. He took as much as he could before he stormed away and if it were even possible he would have likely had steam coming out of his ears. So instead of breakfast he had gotten his broom and headed out to the quidditch pitch and got out the bludgers and a bat. What better way of letting one's anger out than hitting the bludgers around as hard as possible.
After a bit of that he felt himself cooling down quit a bit so he landed on the ground putting the balls away before looking up to the sky as he threw the bat into the air allowing it to flip a couple times before catching it. He did this about ten times before it came down and smacked him in the head and falling to the ground. Clutching his head where the bat had hit him he kicked the bat causing it to fly a little bit away from him. He glared at the bat letting his broom rest on his shoulder. After a moment when the pain wasn't as bad he stopped holding his head and straightened out his hat that had turned a bit while he had been flying. As soon as the blue hat was straightened out he picked up his broom walking over and picking up the bat resting it against his shoulder as he looked up to the sky.
After a bit of that he felt himself cooling down quit a bit so he landed on the ground putting the balls away before looking up to the sky as he threw the bat into the air allowing it to flip a couple times before catching it. He did this about ten times before it came down and smacked him in the head and falling to the ground. Clutching his head where the bat had hit him he kicked the bat causing it to fly a little bit away from him. He glared at the bat letting his broom rest on his shoulder. After a moment when the pain wasn't as bad he stopped holding his head and straightened out his hat that had turned a bit while he had been flying. As soon as the blue hat was straightened out he picked up his broom walking over and picking up the bat resting it against his shoulder as he looked up to the sky.