W.C. Burge

Good Hands

Michael is a soft-spoken half African American and Caucasian kid that looks no more than eighteen but is in his mid-twenties and well dressed for his age. His hair is well trimmed and is his most prominent feature. Everything else about him seems to be plain. Michael walks through the door of his small studio apartment a few miles away from Harvard University, where he is attending. As little as it may be, it's currently his home, and home is how it feels. Dark with soft washes of light coming from small lamps throughout his apartment. This is how he likes it. Quite chirps of local news are playing from a small flat screen on an end table next to Michaels's bed which also serves as his sofa and dining chair.