[center][h1][color=fff79a]Kevin Sinnet[/color][/h1][/center]

With mellow steps, Kevin Sinnet made his way around the bustling throng of the town square, his warm eyes glistening with interest and curiosity. Even with the brooding weather above them, the people of Goldcrest still managed to have some sort of excitement for the their first weeks of early Summer. Side vendors were out and about in full force along the winding sidewalks that criss-crossed through the heart of the square shouting out fun advertisements that directed the attention of passerbys to their overloaded carts that ranged from delicious cuisine to several knick knacks made out of mystery and wonder. Shop owners had the doors to their establishments wide open as if giving out invitations to guests so that they may join them in a warm gathering of good food and greater friends. Grocery stores had racks of umbrellas right outside of their entrances so that people may find some sort of refuge from the impending afternoon rainfall while they go about their daily chores.

It was quite an invigorating view, seeing his small town being so alive and healthy.

The tall boy took in a deep breath, flashing the world his crooked grin as he continued his leisurely pace through the square. One hand was in the pockets of his dark-grey jeans, while the other was idly tossing a bright red apple into the air and catching it after every few steps. He had on a high-collared navy-blue hoodie this afternoon, with the hood hanging on the back half of his head in a lazy but charming manner and his sleeves rolled up just below his elbows. On his feet were a pair of white Chuck Taylors that padded the ground rhythmically with each step.

Now where was it that he was suppose to go? Kevin stopped suddenly, his head slightly cocked to the side. He was so distracted by the business of his surroundings that he forgot what he was doing. The young man pursed his lips as he twirled on his heels, eyeing the congregated crowds of people to jog his memory.

Suddenly, in the distance, he could make out the faint outlines of his friend Aiden.

Well, the term [i]friend[/i] is used loosely here. Kevin certainly viewed his schoolmate as such, but it seemed like Aiden does not agree with how their relationship stands. They even shared a pretty aggressive fight together and the younger boy still gave Kevin the cold shoulder. Still, Aiden's mother did grow fond of Kevin after learning about how the two met, and if that's not enough to be friends, then the young man didn't know what would be.

So with a mischievous grin that crinkled his golden-brown eyes, Kevin tossed his apple once more into the air, caught it, and took a big bite out of it as he made his way towards Aiden.

[color=fff79a]"Heyo! You look lost, little lamb!"[/color] Kevin shouted out from across the street. Needless to say, his booming voice turned the heads of curious passerbys, who watched him wave vigorously to Aiden. They chuckled as they walked by, some shaking their heads with a smile as they envied for their own youthful days and camaraderie.

In a span of a few seconds, Kevin jogged towards him. Eying the list that was in Aiden's hand, he teased, [color=fff79a]"Grocery shopping, huh? No wonder Sayo called for me. With all the socializing that you refuse to do, you'd be stranded here all night."[/color] His eyes glinted with a boyish humor. 

[color=fff79a]"So. Shall we get started?"[/color] Kevin grinned as he took another bite of his fresh apple.