what to do

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[Don't mind the just woken up Roxas lying on a couch, gnawing on some leftover fried chicken he found refrigerated. His hair is messed up and because he hasn't taken a shower yet, he isn't fully attentive, but oh well. He looks rather bored, which seems to be frustrating him.]

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[why haven't you showered yet. passes by with piano sheet music in her hands]

... something bothering you?

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Not really.

[Finishes one piece down to the bone and tosses it at a nearby trashcan--missing. Sighing he rises to go dispose of it properly, lest she scold him.]

Just nothing to do here.

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You can explore around?

[that's what she was doing.]

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[Shrugs.]

Yeah, but that always ends up with people getting attacked by psychos.

[Speaking of which.]

You better not be doing anything stupid.

[Just a bit overprotective there.]

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Stupid like what?

[no worries. it makes her happy in a weird way when he becomes overprotective]

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Like wandering around.

[Glancing to his side apprehensively.]

Especially with all those fuckin' heartless that were here before.

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What else is there to do? And don't worry, once I found the piano sheet music room I stopped wandering around so much.

orz school work.

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[Shrug.]

Barely anything apparently.

[Furrows his brow, letting out a 'hmm' sound. Then decides to just drop the matter, looking at the sheets she has.]

What're you workin' on?

D:

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Just a few melodies I've found in one room. I'm off to practice.

;_;

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Oh.

[Leans back onto the couch. He won't ask to accompany her, since that's never his style, but he has nothing to do honestly.]

*pets*

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[so she'll ask]

...do you...want to come with?

;;--yay

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[Looks at her for a second, almost answering too quickly.]

Yeah....sure.

[Stands up and brushes any crumbs off his jeans.]

Don't cry :c

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[Waits for him to arrange himself before leading the way]

*sniffle*

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[Follows, throwing apathetic glances to the surrounding walls.]

*hands hankerchief?*

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[Leads the way to a piano room, then sits by it, testing if it's in tune first.]

*takes it and blows nose obnoxiously*

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[sits next to her, at the edge of the bench since there are no other chairs, just staring at the keys.]

Ew

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[Starts playing this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2pdwAd_hi4Y) after a while, humming along]

sorry?

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[For a while simply watches her hands on the key, somewhat amazed. The music actually calms him though, and he's relaxing, closing his eyes, seeing how the music sounds when he just listens to it alone.]

Keep the handkerchief?

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[Keeps him in the corner of her vision, smiling. Is he dozing?]