fifth floor common room, friday evening
Roxas did not disappear off the face of the planet, we promise. Honestly. Swear.
Uh, yeah.
He's been here the whole time! Doing stuff just like he's doing now, sitting and reading the last Barry Plodder book - the last three are big fat books, and it's honestly taken him all this time to get to the last one - and he's constantly rolling his eyes as he turns a page. And when he's not rolling his eyes, he's reaching into a bowl of chips or fidgeting his feet which are sticking out from under his legs, curled under to beside him.
After a couple of minutes, he turns the final page - finally!, he thinks - and puts the book down on the table.
And then he has no more book. And there's nothing decent on TV (not even on Animal Planet, which has never let him down before now), so he whistles to himself for a couple of minutes before going to sit at the window of the common room, looking out.
He sort of wishes he'd gone home to see Hayner and Pence and Olette, but he's not sure he'd have wanted to come back.
He sighs.
He's bored. This is never a good thing, really.
[OOC: Window, door, room, post: open!]
Uh, yeah.
He's been here the whole time! Doing stuff just like he's doing now, sitting and reading the last Barry Plodder book - the last three are big fat books, and it's honestly taken him all this time to get to the last one - and he's constantly rolling his eyes as he turns a page. And when he's not rolling his eyes, he's reaching into a bowl of chips or fidgeting his feet which are sticking out from under his legs, curled under to beside him.
After a couple of minutes, he turns the final page - finally!, he thinks - and puts the book down on the table.
And then he has no more book. And there's nothing decent on TV (not even on Animal Planet, which has never let him down before now), so he whistles to himself for a couple of minutes before going to sit at the window of the common room, looking out.
He sort of wishes he'd gone home to see Hayner and Pence and Olette, but he's not sure he'd have wanted to come back.
He sighs.
He's bored. This is never a good thing, really.
[OOC: Window, door, room, post: open!]