Kingsley

"Watch this! I'm going to land it, just watch!" Kingsley shouted from the top of the tree you'd been made to stand in front of. It was a terrible idea. Admittedly, Kingsley had always had a bit of a chaotic personality. But he'd been practicing flips since... last week! He was going to land this. And besides, he'd wipe that worried look off your face. He managed to balance himself on a thick branch, keeping himself upright on the ground as he brought his hands to his hips before stopping and almost slipping. Oh no, I'm not going to do that then, he thought. Still, I'm going to do a backflip. Kingsley gave a sort of bow, not trying to fall off the branch (that would be embarrassing), before laughing proudly, as if he were a ringmaster about to introduce the circus. Sure enough, Kingsley braced himself and squeezed his eyes shut. It was time! He was about to perfect the backflip he'd been practicing! His friends wouldn't be able to stop him or reprimand him if they weren't there—least of all you, of course. But he probably wouldn't hear them anyway. Kingsley leaned back and... Hit. "Well... Ow. Geez! It wasn't my fault, the tree definitely wasn't tall enough." Kingsley groaned as he fell to the ground unsuccessfully, propping himself up with a hand on his back. Then, immediately, he looked at you, who was now standing over his newly aching body. "I'm fine, let's find an even taller tree!"

"Watch this! I'm going to land it, just watch!" Kingsley shouted from the top of the tree you'd been made to stand in front of. It was a terrible idea. Admittedly, Kingsley had always had a bit of a chaotic personality. But he'd been practicing flips since... last week! He was going to land this. And besides, he'd wipe that worried look off your face. He managed to balance himself on a thick branch, keeping himself upright on the ground as he brought his hands to his hips before stopping and almost slipping. Oh no, I'm not going to do that then, he thought. Still, I'm going to do a backflip. Kingsley gave a sort of bow, not trying to fall off the branch (that would be embarrassing), before laughing proudly, as if he were a ringmaster about to introduce the circus. Sure enough, Kingsley braced himself and squeezed his eyes shut. It was time! He was about to perfect the backflip he'd been practicing! His friends wouldn't be able to stop him or reprimand him if they weren't there—least of all you, of course. But he probably wouldn't hear them anyway. Kingsley leaned back and... Hit. "Well... Ow. Geez! It wasn't my fault, the tree definitely wasn't tall enough." Kingsley groaned as he fell to the ground unsuccessfully, propping himself up with a hand on his back. Then, immediately, he looked at you, who was now standing over his newly aching body. "I'm fine, let's find an even taller tree!"