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Title: Just a Tad Untimely
Characters: Nise dontfearshadows and Sora myfashionowns
Location: Sora's room, and somewhere else!
Rating: TBA? Prolly PG or somethin
Day/Time: Day 17/Laaaaaaate
Nise hadn’t been entirely sure what had driven the decision in the first place, though his excuse once upon a time was to observe a known holiday. The problem of course was that it was far past that month, and several says since he’d originally brought up the subject with Sora, who… may have been the real reason for the idea. Given that the brunet was the only one he intended to retrieve, it was probably the case.
Not that he’d admit it, of course. The thought prompted a pale frown as he continued down the halls, quite used to finding his way in the dark, and well familiar with the fastest means to get to Sora’s room. He’d stayed there more than once, simply because he slept better with the other present and in the past it had proven to be mutual.
Something he appreciated, even if he couldn’t get himself to ever say so.
When he reached the correct door he opened it quietly, one hand occupied with the backpack slung over his shoulder as he made his way through the room to pause in front of the brunet’s bed. Only then to realize he didn’t have any real plans for waking the guy up, mulling over his options before he simple kicked the bed with moderate force, careful not to catch Sora by mistake. “Wake up, Princess.”
Characters: Nise dontfearshadows and Sora myfashionowns
Location: Sora's room, and somewhere else!
Rating: TBA? Prolly PG or somethin
Day/Time: Day 17/Laaaaaaate
Nise hadn’t been entirely sure what had driven the decision in the first place, though his excuse once upon a time was to observe a known holiday. The problem of course was that it was far past that month, and several says since he’d originally brought up the subject with Sora, who… may have been the real reason for the idea. Given that the brunet was the only one he intended to retrieve, it was probably the case.
Not that he’d admit it, of course. The thought prompted a pale frown as he continued down the halls, quite used to finding his way in the dark, and well familiar with the fastest means to get to Sora’s room. He’d stayed there more than once, simply because he slept better with the other present and in the past it had proven to be mutual.
Something he appreciated, even if he couldn’t get himself to ever say so.
When he reached the correct door he opened it quietly, one hand occupied with the backpack slung over his shoulder as he made his way through the room to pause in front of the brunet’s bed. Only then to realize he didn’t have any real plans for waking the guy up, mulling over his options before he simple kicked the bed with moderate force, careful not to catch Sora by mistake. “Wake up, Princess.”