Post by Ice on Feb 14, 2017 20:39:39 GMT
Ice had spent quite some time underneath the bed. It was nice, just lying there and resting for a change. The tower had one thing that no other place in the whole world had, safety. He liked being able to do whatever he wanted without having to worry for a change, it was just so perfect. After enjoying the underside of the bed for far too long, Ice rolled out from underneath it, squinting his eyes as they readjusted to the light.
He started exploring the room, checking out the top of the bed, as well as some sort of dresser. Eventually finding himself at the window. He stared down at everything, completely frozen. He loved the view, it was amazing, he could see so much from just this glass pane. The tower's incredible height may have been intimidating, but it also provided a great view of the city. Ice spent ages, staring out the window, and then checking out the rest of the room, before he actually got sick of staring at stuff. He tucked his head under the bed, making sure his sand dollar was safe and sound, before he finally decided to leave the room.
He slowly turned the knob, peeking out of the door, before actually opening it. Then slowly stepped around the hall, carefully, trying not to break or damage anything. He couldn't remember which door was Chip's, so he just picked one and tapped it lightly. When nothing happened, he just sat down on the floor crossing his legs. It was likely that Chip didn't spend every second of every day in his room, and simply wasn't around, or he had picked the wrong door. Either way, he sat there and waited. He didn't want to go get lost or cause any problems, so he conquered his curiosity and stayed put.
He started exploring the room, checking out the top of the bed, as well as some sort of dresser. Eventually finding himself at the window. He stared down at everything, completely frozen. He loved the view, it was amazing, he could see so much from just this glass pane. The tower's incredible height may have been intimidating, but it also provided a great view of the city. Ice spent ages, staring out the window, and then checking out the rest of the room, before he actually got sick of staring at stuff. He tucked his head under the bed, making sure his sand dollar was safe and sound, before he finally decided to leave the room.
He slowly turned the knob, peeking out of the door, before actually opening it. Then slowly stepped around the hall, carefully, trying not to break or damage anything. He couldn't remember which door was Chip's, so he just picked one and tapped it lightly. When nothing happened, he just sat down on the floor crossing his legs. It was likely that Chip didn't spend every second of every day in his room, and simply wasn't around, or he had picked the wrong door. Either way, he sat there and waited. He didn't want to go get lost or cause any problems, so he conquered his curiosity and stayed put.