skin and bones.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

... ... ...

[ Riku has a song in his headphones, and nothing on his mind as he nods off in front of a laptop. everything's still loading onto the player that's plugged in, and all of them are probably open to shenanigans. ]

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[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Well, hi there. Here's a Sora peeking over at the Riku currently dozing off from what he could tell.]

...?

[Slinking over now~]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ just dozes away. there's still about 98 songs left to load. ]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Don't freak out if there is a new song playing already. The brunet was bored and 'accidently' pressed the enter key on the laptop, browsing through the songs that have yet to be downloaded. Leaning over the other, being careful not to put any weight on the sleeping silver head.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ it's not registering to him, though when Riku jerks awake sooner or later, he'll probably be surprised. ]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[well, hopefully Riku would only wake up later. Oh! No wonder he wasn't hearing the music, those darn headphones were plugged in and now--they weren't. Letting the song play for all to hear, he wanted to enjoy the song too and Riku was sleeping from what he could tell. So who would notice?]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ oh, he's realizing it now, where there's more noises around him than there should be, his head jerking up. ]

...?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[o-oops. He's laughing weakly, standing up straight again with his hands in front of him.]

S-Sorry, didn't mean to wake you!

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

I'll live.

... did it stop?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[blinks, looking back to the computer.]

Ugh...No?

[wow, someone who actually doesn't care that someone had been messing with their possessions. Amazing.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Good.

[ that could be because the only thing that's his is the player. time to kick back, then. ]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[wait, brain blast! Sora is already gawking at the man, then the computer. Flailing his hands for emphasis.]

Y-You have a computer!
Can't we just contact the police through this thing or something?

[move over for a sec, he doesn't want to have to climb over to get his hands on the laptop again.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

It doesn't do anything. I just found some music on it and plugged in.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

You've got to be kidding me...

[ruffling his chocolate spikes, he glared at the computer before heaving a sigh.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ stretches. ]

Not like anything in this room ever comes easy.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

True, but...

[was it horrible to have false hope that they could actually get out of here?]

Hm.

[looks over with curious blue eyes, seeing the stretch before he turned back to the computer. Oh, how he despised useless technology...]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ Riku's oblivious, having long gotten used to the reality of being stuck where he is. ]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

What do you do for fun here?

[Sora wasn't, he's only been stuck in this hell-hole for a few days. Though he's not complaining, this place was actually better and safer than his own home.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

... I don't.

[ and that's an issue. he's bored as all get-out. ]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[nope. He's going to be persistent. Corking an eyebrow over at the other.]

You don't have fun?
I don't believe you.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

It's not like I don't wanna.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Then why can't you just explore and find out if they have anything fun to do here?

[headtilt.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

I have. I get lost for days at a time.

Even my boyfriend's still missing.

[ it feels so awkward to say that when he hasn't seen him. ]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm so sorry.

[well, he wasn't expecting that.]

I can help you look for him if you want.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ waves a hand. ]

He probably just went home, but thanks.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

You must miss him a lot.