[can be found on his bed, lying on his back & staring at the ceiling like it could solve all his problems. But of course, the ceiling simply stared back, occasionally illuminated by the crackling lightning dancing outside the apartment walls]
I'm such an idiot.
[pulls Mr. Peanuttles -- Rose's favorite teddy bear that she handed him before he left
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[looks guilty and turns away]
[ooc: go to sleep ho :)]
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[reaches out, grabbing at Roxas' arm]
This isn't your fault.
((Big words for the other loser who's still awake... ♥))
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It isn't? And how is that?
[shut uuuuuupppppppp]
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[bites at his lip] I'm sorry you got dragged into this whole mess.
((Really, I'm going to bed. I swear it~))
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May I ask why?
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What happened to not turning into me? Going on drunken benders when you're upset doesn't make you an alcoholic, by the way. At least not yet.
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Besides, it can't be helped that the only decent way to solve a problem around here is with a bottle of Jack, & talking to the ceiling.
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With my luck, Template will just throw me back here in another week anyway.
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((WTF. I didn't get an email for this comment. D<))
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((I knoooow. Gmail's being a total slut lately.))
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Oh look, my favorite person.
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[sets the bear on his pillow, sitting up & looking at her]
& what do I owe this pleasure?
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