Buechoria
22-09-2004, 22:48
Erik Rechnitz sighed as he wrote the speech in his cramped home office. Charles Helms, the former Prime Minister of Buechoria, died less than a week ago when his car collided with a drunk driver. Putting his hands up to his face, Erik cradled his tired head in them. After rubbing his eyes, he finished writing on the piece of paper and stuffed it in his briefcase. He yawned and walked down the hallway, retrieving a glass of water from the sink.
Lying down in bed, Erik remembered the good times he had had with Helms. They were like father and son, always having friendly debates, organizing and writing papers for the parliament... Inseparable. A lone tear glided down Erik’s right cheek and hit the floor. Erik restrained himself from mourning at this hour for his best friend, and laid his head on the soft pillow, soon falling asleep.
OOC: Okay guys, anyone and everyone is invited. This is not only a funeral for the former leader of Buechoria, but a party for Erik’s becoming the Prime Minister. Also there might be one or two exciting events lol, so be ready for anything!
Lying down in bed, Erik remembered the good times he had had with Helms. They were like father and son, always having friendly debates, organizing and writing papers for the parliament... Inseparable. A lone tear glided down Erik’s right cheek and hit the floor. Erik restrained himself from mourning at this hour for his best friend, and laid his head on the soft pillow, soon falling asleep.
OOC: Okay guys, anyone and everyone is invited. This is not only a funeral for the former leader of Buechoria, but a party for Erik’s becoming the Prime Minister. Also there might be one or two exciting events lol, so be ready for anything!