Name(s): Closed to Roxas
oath_ofoblivion and Sora
key2thekingdomsLocation: Gryffindor Dorms, 5th year boys
Day: 12
Time: Late at night
Rating: probably PG-13, Roxas has a dirty mouth :P
Roxas sat in his bed, wearing his pajamas and waiting patiently...no, anxiously, for his twin. No one else would be in the dorm rooms yet, so he wasn't worried about interruptions. His mind was racing, and he couldn't think of what he was going to try to say. There were a million things at once, but none of them were right. "Man...I'm so out of it right now..." he mumbled to himself.
He scratched at his kneecap nervously, the action not even registering in the midst of the rushing river of his thoughts. They hadn't talked like this for a while...not since the first few days of classes. Really...they'd barely spoken at all since then. Roxas had taken some time to think, and he was almost scared of the conclusion he'd come to.
Strangely, though, it was like his shoulders were suddenly lighter. Maybe...it wouldn't be so bad. Except for the constant badgering about it. And the gossip.
Roxas abruptly remembered why he didn't like being the center of attention.