Roxas has been mostly holing himself up in his room on his bed with a book. Or in the common room, alone, with a book. Or on the stairwell, alone, with a book
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Towel over his shoulder, Robin headed down to enjoy the beach. He was trying to decide what to sing at Caritas tonight, and if he should increase his forays into protest songs by setting up in the park everyday.
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