As a bit of an apology for going through with three-minute dates the day before, Romeo had prepared a vat of fruit salad for the rabbit who had once been and would hopefully one day again be his girlfriend, and she happily munched it as he flicked on his laptop to check his email.

Most of it was of little enough interest, but there was one ( message from his father )

Alea was not happy.

The lady who usually fed her was missing, there was some idiotically cheerful rabbit who kept trying to play chase with her, and that boy who was supposed to feed her now, why, he kept forgetting for hours and hours ( Read more... )

Romeo was sprawled on his bed writing in his poetry journal, and wondering if bunnies could read.

Of course, the bunny his girlfriend had become had chomped through half a bag of pretzels, curled up in a little shoebox nest he had made for her and gone to sleep, so the point was moot. But it was still something to ponder.

[OOC: Open!]

Romeo lay on his bunk, staring at the ceiling as he contemplated what had happened the day beforeIt was sudden, and probably Yurika and Rikku were right that it was a bad idea. But he could not deny he had meant what he had asked, even as some tiny part of him was grateful to be turned down. He just hoped it would not come at the cost of Yurika's ( Read more... )