And he asks you where you've been You tell him who you've seen
Who: pullsheavendown and mirroredmemory
When: The night of 05/08
Where: The Apartment That Never Was
Summary: Xion met Sora and feels the need to share with Roxas. At midnight. In PJs. With cocoa.
Warnings: Derpy BFFs in PJs + Nobody cats = Possible diabeetus. Also potential Roxas angst because, you know, Sora.
Xion had been feeling surprisingly buoyant all evening.
There was nothing more kathartic than facing your fears, meeting them head on, then finding out that really they weren't as intimidating as you had always imagined them to be, and spent the rest of the afternoon drinking milkshakes with them. And Ven, but Xion had never been scared of Ven, especially when he made her laugh so much that chocolate milkshake nearly went shooting out of her nose. Sora on the other hand...
She didn't need to worry about that now. Having met now Sora, she couldn't imagine how she had ever been scared of him in the first place.
And now she couldn't sleep.
After tossing and turning and accidentally almost squishing Winner, who had been curled up against her stomach, Xion finally decided she needed to do something. She slipped out of bed, Winner perched on her shoulder like a furry, feline parrot, and went into the kitchen to make herself a cup of cocoa. Spending as much time at Kahve as she did these days, she was getting to be a dab hand at making the stuff.
...Only she always seemed to make too much.
She wondered whether Roxas was still awake. Namine was fast asleep, but she knew Roxas had been staying up later and lately recently. Leaving the two steaming mugs of hot chocolate in the kitchen, she padded through the apartment to the boys' room and slipped in. It was dark, and she could see the outline of Roxas beneath his comforter on the top bunk. With Winner safely attached to her shoulder, she shimmied up the ladder to Roxas' bunk and leant towards him.
"Roxas? Are you awake?" she whispered.
When: The night of 05/08
Where: The Apartment That Never Was
Summary: Xion met Sora and feels the need to share with Roxas. At midnight. In PJs. With cocoa.
Warnings: Derpy BFFs in PJs + Nobody cats = Possible diabeetus. Also potential Roxas angst because, you know, Sora.
Xion had been feeling surprisingly buoyant all evening.
There was nothing more kathartic than facing your fears, meeting them head on, then finding out that really they weren't as intimidating as you had always imagined them to be, and spent the rest of the afternoon drinking milkshakes with them. And Ven, but Xion had never been scared of Ven, especially when he made her laugh so much that chocolate milkshake nearly went shooting out of her nose. Sora on the other hand...
She didn't need to worry about that now. Having met now Sora, she couldn't imagine how she had ever been scared of him in the first place.
And now she couldn't sleep.
After tossing and turning and accidentally almost squishing Winner, who had been curled up against her stomach, Xion finally decided she needed to do something. She slipped out of bed, Winner perched on her shoulder like a furry, feline parrot, and went into the kitchen to make herself a cup of cocoa. Spending as much time at Kahve as she did these days, she was getting to be a dab hand at making the stuff.
...Only she always seemed to make too much.
She wondered whether Roxas was still awake. Namine was fast asleep, but she knew Roxas had been staying up later and lately recently. Leaving the two steaming mugs of hot chocolate in the kitchen, she padded through the apartment to the boys' room and slipped in. It was dark, and she could see the outline of Roxas beneath his comforter on the top bunk. With Winner safely attached to her shoulder, she shimmied up the ladder to Roxas' bunk and leant towards him.
"Roxas? Are you awake?" she whispered.