THEY CALL US ROGUES
Pushy. Flashy. Brilliant. Ex can feel it in his bones, he’s more than happy to embrace it. Everything in him that’s ever wanted out is coming out, and that’s what he can have more than a grand time with. He can have a wonderful time with it all. Yes, it’s already starting to take over, whatever it is. He doesn’t know what it is. That’s what makes it better. That’s what makes everything worth it. He feels amazing and that’s something that can’t be changed. Can’t be changed, can’t be tamed, and everything is already moving too fast. It’s more than worth it, the moving too fast and the starting too young. He’s sharp as a tack, you see.
He’s always been sharp. Ex is here to be sharp and charming an attractive. That much shows too. Everything shows. He has everything to put out there, to lay on the line, to make… to make right. Everything was right after all. Everything was right in Ex’s, world, and now he even had a place to roam. He could wander here and breathe deep and just… feel. Yes, he could feel, and that was the best thing of all. He could feel the cold morning air push in and out of his lungs, through his nose and through his mouth, smelling and tasting the air. He could feel just how alive he truly was. Yes. Alive.
And here under the blanket of stars, he really was free. Ex couldn’t help but show off. You never really did know who was watching, right? Without knowing who’s eyes were on you, you didn’t know who you had to impress. It was best to be impressive all the time. Be impressive all the time and you never have to worry. Ex’s whole play was an act, and he was simply following his own brilliant plan. Under the star soaked sky, he was whoever he wanted to be. He was simply living a dream. He was living his own dream, which made it all the better. This was what Ex could handle after all.
EXwe travel fast and alone |