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One Riku, in the bar, looking far too tired for his own good.
He's by the fireplace, sprawled on one of the couches. He's in civilian clothes again, and seems to have been attacked by some sort of pink fuzzy thing - the object seems to identify as a thick blanket. He's snatched the couch that's closest to the fireplace, and seems zonked out.
Sheesh. Someone get the boy some coffee.
He's by the fireplace, sprawled on one of the couches. He's in civilian clothes again, and seems to have been attacked by some sort of pink fuzzy thing - the object seems to identify as a thick blanket. He's snatched the couch that's closest to the fireplace, and seems zonked out.
Sheesh. Someone get the boy some coffee.