dreaming of a new day

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[someone has been very busy.

Roxas is sitting in an armchair in one of the common rooms, which is now spotless, tired and reading a slim, nameless book about Darkness.
he's covered with flour and there's a streak of dried chocolate on his cheek.
he's been up baking cake  and then cleaning the common room all night by himself, fueled by nothing but coffee.
he should have taken a shower and changed his clothes, but he had needed to sit down for a while once he was done, and he hadn't bothered to get up again.

it's his first birthday.]

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[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he looks up and smiles, recognizing the confused look of a new arrival.]

I'm reading.

[everwas.livejournal.com]

Oh. I've never read before.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Really? I barely read at all before I got here either.

[he nods to the chair next to his.]

Feel free to sit down.

[everwas.livejournal.com]

[does so.]

I'm only a few hours old.

[the mun ignores the fact that tinyRi's entry comes later where he's told about what he's is.]

brb~

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[yay for time paradoxes!]

Really?! You're a replica?

[everwas.livejournal.com]

I'm a nobody.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Oh. No heart, right?

[now he's curious to see if this nobody has a heartbeat or not.]

[everwas.livejournal.com]

That's what I've been told.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

But that shouldn't be a problem if you remember how to feel, right?

[puts his hand against Roxas' chest to feel if his heart is beating or not.]

[everwas.livejournal.com]

I don't.

[no, you don't feel any heartbeat.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[removes the hand and bites his lip.]

Oh.