A few moments before, there was a brown-haired boy sitting on the edge of a dock, on a sunny island, letting his bare feet hang in the water, and Roxas was in the back of his head.
Now Sora's gone, in the back of Roxas' head, and the blonde boy is sitting (still barefoot, but wearing his own clothes, at least) on a park bench, toes on the
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