Demyx was feeling pretty out of it. He sighed, flopping facedown on his bed and punching the pillow. It wasn't that he wasn't happy here at Fandom; he'd much rather be here than dead. But he felt very alone; he'd made friends here, sure, but nothing like back home ( Read more... )

Demyx was still tired from the slumber party and the lack of sleep, and then doing some major healing on top of that...as well as the ridiculous amount of water that he'd conjured and then had to evaporate. So he was tired and drained as well. But before he curled up to let himself sleep, he wrote a quick letter to make sure he remembered ( Read more... )

After Jack left (not that Demyx kicked him out or anything), the blonde curled up in his desk chair feeling very satisfied with himself. He took out a pen and his notebook, and composed another letter that he'd never send.

( Dear Axel, )

Demyx braved going back to his room, hoping he wouldn't have to talk with his roommate. The new clothes were put away quickly, and he claimed the not-taken bed. The desk near it became home to his new purchases - one of which being a laptop computer, though he had no idea whatsoever to do with it. But it was supposed to be good for students ( Read more... )