Red Eyes

This is a pasta that I am relating to my trip in France.

I sat there. The sun blaring on my neck, and the qind messing up my hair. There's nothing to do. I sit there on this stupid chair that's about to break, slumped, when I could ne playing Minecraft. Oh well, batteries are dead. Might as well wait for it to charge. Suddenly I hear a little chirp, yes! It's charged! I run to my phone. As i grab it I instantly open Minecraft and to a new survival world. I spawn in a dark forest biome, hmm, not bad hopefully I find a woodland mansion.

WIP