Room 517 - Monday
Demyx, who was Demyx and not Zack, was holed up in his room.
The mindswap was embarrassing when he remembered it, and he really didn't feel up to seeing anyone else just yet. Not until he'd had a while to recoup, figure out how to work his overhauled computer, and done his hair. Not necessarily in that order, but still.
He was in front of the mirror with a comb and a few bottles of hair product. The door was closed but very knockable.
The mindswap was embarrassing when he remembered it, and he really didn't feel up to seeing anyone else just yet. Not until he'd had a while to recoup, figure out how to work his overhauled computer, and done his hair. Not necessarily in that order, but still.
He was in front of the mirror with a comb and a few bottles of hair product. The door was closed but very knockable.