oh injury~;

[so_wilder]

[He's peering blearily through the thin crack of open door, unkempt and - at a guess - hungover.]

Lloyd? I'm not goin' to class today, 'kay? But... you wanna go get me some snacks?

[He's using the door to hide, but it's not too difficult to spot the real reason he's laying low today. Somewhere, Zelos has managed to pick himself up a black eye.]

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[never_sacrifice]

[Trying to look in, curious.]

Why, what's wrong? You sick?

[so_wilder]

Hey!

[Slinking back further, so he's pretty much just a voice behind the door now, haha.]

Snacks! Get to it! Chop chop!

[never_sacrifice]

Wh--

[Surprised, backs off a bit.]

... uh, right. What kind do you want?

[so_wilder]

Hmm.... you know, I want ice cream. Something with chocolate and caramel. And not some cheap brand either! Pick something good!

Plus the usual stuff, you know, and grab yourself something too. And some soda.

Oh! Hold on!

[And he shuts the door in Lloyd's face. There's a few moments before he appears again, sliding a folder out for Lloyd to take.]

Deliver that for me. The room number's there on the first page, it's over in the math department. Okay?