Aster came in and sat on his bed. He was thinking about his parents, and how they abused him and then drowned when he was 14. “You need to stop thinking about your parents!” Said his used to be orange and red parrot. Aster had always loved experimenting with random liquids and science. He had once accidentally zapped some lightning into a bottle and gave the same bottle to his parrot, Tango. Then, the next day, tango was grey and black and white and basically looked like storm clouds. “Tango. You know it’s impossible to stop thinking about it.” Aster said. “Okay, I understand that what you went through was hard, but can’t you just take a break and relax?” Tango asked (more like begged). Aster sighed and turned away from the parrot. Eventually, it got to be nighttime and both the human and the parrot fell asleep, the human completely forgetting to do his homework.
The Boy's Weather Dorms.