Who:
recidivated good-breakfast.
What: That one closet plot.
When: Backdated to the 21st!
Where: A...random closet?
Warnings: Nothing other than the ridiculous amounts of fluff you've all come to expect from us.
[Xion generally does not wake up anywhere other than in her room-much less, then, in what seems to be a random closet. how she even got there in the first place is a mystery to her. she groggily blinks a couple of times, pushing herself off the cold pavement. she grimaces a little-it's definitely an unwelcome change from her much warmer bed. she tries to focus on her surroundings and figure out what's going on, when she notices someone else's sleeping form beside her.]
[though she panics at first, she calms down upon realizing it's just her boyfriend... then she freaks out again. isn't this the second time she's been carted off or something in her sleep, only to end up next to Hope?! ......she admits, though, if she had to wake up next to someone...]
[she quickly glances around the closet-nothing else really out of the ordinary. not wanting to disturb him anymore than she has to, she gently places her hand on Hope's shoulder and gives him a little shake.]