Kid gone for lessons, Dusks vanished to where ever they usually go when not summoned, and apartment all to himself.
Axel leans back into his oh-so-comfy couch and gives a relieved sigh. No Roxas in sight to raise an eyebrow and call him pointlessly sentimental, or cute little girl to implore him into doing non-assassinate-y things. Like...
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