Packng the remaining of his belongings, Denmark was preparing himself the the journey ahead, both physically and mentally. He had spent so much time here, it was hard for him to leave, but he smiled through it. Life was ahead of him, and a few sniffles for a place he seemed to be attached to was all that need be heard to knwo how he felt. But he maned up. There was no need to cry over leaving. Through the good, the bad, the ugly, and the "what the hell just happened?" Denmark new that his time here was usually a happy one, but he needed to move on.
He went on packing his bag, throwing away the old cheese danishes and "magic mushrooms" on the counter. He adjusted his homemade, hat on his head, and zipped up the baggage, keeping the resturant bill from February 14th in his pocket, but discarding the flyer for "Denmark's Strip Club and Waffles." He smiled again. So many memories will be kept with him, no matter where he went. This was just the begining; the road of life still expanding forward into the unknown.
Denmark grabbed his ax for the last time and his suitcase. He opened the door so he could properly exit, turned of the lights in the room, and shut the door.
((So who saw this one comming? I'm leaving for good. This is my last account I have on this RP group, and I wanted to say good bye. Looking back at the journals, I definantly had an awesome time here. There is no doubt about that. This was my first offical RP group, and I loved every minute of it. Heck, if it wasn't for this RP I would never have gotten a DeviantART account. You guys made it awesome. I'll miss this place a lot and the memories from it, but it's time to move on.
This account will stay open for the memories because it has a wierd sentimental value to it, but I'm leaving the group.
Thanks again everyone for making my first RP the best ever~))
Listening to: Good bye!
Reading: So Long!
Watching: Au revoir!
Playing: Until we meet again
Eating: But for now
Drinking: It's time to say Good bye