Day 460; [video]
[When Roxas turns on the video feed, the familiar background of Kahve is there behind him. A blue, star-shaped charm hangs around his neck. He's quiet for a few moments before speaking.]
Feels like forever since I've used this thing. I've been really busy lately, but maybe that's not an excuse...I thought I say something, though, since I was looking back at older stuff on the network. I guess we worried people.
Anyway, I'm fine now. We were mostly fine the whole time, we just got stuck somewhere for a while. Things are getting back to normal, so I'll be around like usual.
Oh, and if there are, uh...new newcomers looking for a job, we could use some more people at Kahve. Xion's taking some time off, and my brother's sick. [He looks a little sick himself when he says that.] So shifts are available, if you like making coffee. We're in Sector 3.
[Roxas knows he should go home to check on Xion or go visit Ven again, but he feels too drained right now. He doesn't want to nap, but he doesn't want to go anywhere.
After ensuring the workers on-shift don't need any extra help, he makes himself a large coffee and sits down on the overstuffed couch in the corner across from the coffee bar. He sits there for quite a while, writing in his diary, sipping his drink and occasionally staring into space.]
Feels like forever since I've used this thing. I've been really busy lately, but maybe that's not an excuse...I thought I say something, though, since I was looking back at older stuff on the network. I guess we worried people.
Anyway, I'm fine now. We were mostly fine the whole time, we just got stuck somewhere for a while. Things are getting back to normal, so I'll be around like usual.
Oh, and if there are, uh...new newcomers looking for a job, we could use some more people at Kahve. Xion's taking some time off, and my brother's sick. [He looks a little sick himself when he says that.] So shifts are available, if you like making coffee. We're in Sector 3.
[Roxas knows he should go home to check on Xion or go visit Ven again, but he feels too drained right now. He doesn't want to nap, but he doesn't want to go anywhere.
After ensuring the workers on-shift don't need any extra help, he makes himself a large coffee and sits down on the overstuffed couch in the corner across from the coffee bar. He sits there for quite a while, writing in his diary, sipping his drink and occasionally staring into space.]