The Roof, Late Saturday Night

[electric_sitar]

It was cloudy, and it was cold, but Demyx was in a good mood. He let his sitar vanish into nothing, and ran-skipped over to the edge of the roof instead. "Man, this place is seriously the best," he said to nobody, looking down over the railing at the school grounds.

At this moment, he didn't know how anything could be better than it was. He wasn't even thinking about Fandom wacky.

(for a couple someones in particular, but the roof is open, as it is a rooooooof~)