[All Ceodore's really doing is explaining why he was sleeping on the floor of Selphie's apartment. But as the journals are wont to do, his gets jostled in the awkward aftermath and catches half their conversation... not long after the sun's up.]
T-thank you, Ceodore but... why are you wearing all of that?
Well, I... I didn't want to leave you all alone.
Come here. Let's get you out of that. It can't be comfortable. And I'm okay by myself but thank you for staying.
N-no, it's okay. I'm fine. I shouldn't have fallen asleep. And uh, sure, I wanted to.
Ceodore, you look stiff as a board. Are you sure you don't want out of that stuff? [Small pause.] I appreciate it.
[About an hour later, Ceodore's stealthily making his way across the village, in an attempt to sneak back into his house before someone realizes he was out all night.]
((ooc: Backdated to the
morning after the fireworks.))