TheDarkestStorm

(This is just a story I made up, at like 1am and I doubt anyone will read this. Comment if I should continue) I sauntered down the streets of the neighborhood, rain battering my jacket and soaking it. I shook it off, and kept going. I arrived at my dojo, around 11PM, and the doors were covered in what seemed to be black paper. I rummaged through my pockets for the key, and opened the door. The older members of the demo team greeted me with many loud shouts. I took off my hoodie and threw it on the rack to dry, also placing my bag next to it. My friend, Tai, walked over to me and smiled. We did our handshake and walked to the back of the dojo