Mitch looked back at the t.v. screen. His eyes never left the set with a kid dressed in black and bright orange hair. He was facing of with a guy with an eye patch in a white robe. It was a somewhat popular television show though he only liked it for the fighting. He leaned back watching the show as it went to a commercial a groan left his lips. There was a knock on the door even though his parents left a note for whoever was supposed to watch him to just walk in. Luckily it was a commercial. He opened the door and looked at the girl before him. "What do you want?"