2003

November, 8th

Travis was sitting under the night sky, staring up with his dark ruby red eyes, his pale/olive brown skin glowing from the moon light a bit. His long curley (3A curls) blonde hair with brown roots flowing in the wind

He's wearing a black turtle neck sweater, black dress pants, and black dress shoes

He takes a drag off of his cigarette, his expression a mix of anger and solemnness

"Is this all that's left for me? Or....is there something else? I don't believe so..."

His arms cross, squishing his huge pecs together a bit, he's a buff man. He's 28 and stands at 6'3.5, has loads of freckles