"Food, water, and shelter. I need those. After that I'll have time to deal with this. Ma would want me to be happy, but she doesn't know where I am and I don't either." Draco's body trembled, he sniffed,
"Fuck. You don't know how much you can miss someone before there gone. If I can find a way back, then I gotta live my life how I want to. Fuck. I hope my brothers can take care of them without me around. I was always the favorite, even if they didn't agree." He put on a trembling smile, "I'll live," He turned around to see his bike,
"Maybe... Maybe I could achive being a blacksmith, yeah... I'll try that. Only slightly off living on a farm, and having a wife and kids..." He whipe his face, and held his hands over for second, before dropping them; revealing a stirface man, no longer a boy, but a man with a smile and stern eyes. "I got this, if I don't, then I'll make myself get this."
