r&r.

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[ not everyone's got an exciting agenda ... riku's managed to corner himself a loveseat near a large tv, & with a lack of anything better to do, he's been watching the better half of a football game. ]

[ however, it's an uphill battle for both teams, so it's hardly holding his interest. by the third quarter he's resorted to rolling on his stomach, watching everyone go by (what, you don't like sports?) or whipping out a cell phone he's managed to keep hanging on to. ]

... [ unfortunately, sending texts still doesn't work. ]

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[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ ... oh. hello there. ] ... ...

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[turns his head to pay attention to the game. or at least pretend to pay attention.]

...

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[ priorities ... it takes a change of sides to give riku a little reminder. ]

What was that, earlier?

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

Hmm?

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Developing photos.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

Nothing.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Making puppy eyes at a phone call's hardly nothing.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

I don't even know how to make puppy eyes.

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They were totally puppy eyes.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

Shut up, they were not.

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Ri-kuuu, pick up the phone.

[ worst impression ever. ]

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

That sounds more like--- ...

[ope.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

Huh?

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[roxas is too bad at lying and/or keeping secrets to even try to keep this going, so he just says it.]

I saw Sora.

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ what. ]

'course, there's hundreds of them in here.

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[answers so quickly that he nearly cuts riku off.]

No. I saw Sora.

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You saw Sora.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

Yes. I mean-- I think I did. No... I know I did.

[sits up a little so he can push his fingers through his own hair.]

I came out of the dark room to check something and he was just standing there, like he was waiting. He asked me-- He asked me if I knew a really stubborn Riku, and his skirt was long but bunched up in his hands almost like he was nervous. It was him, Riku.

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[ shuts his eyes just as the whistle blows on screen. ]

Look, I know I'm paying more attention to the game, but this is--

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

... You think I'm--

[stares at him in a bit of disbelief, then gets up.]

You know what, forget it. Enjoy your game.

[and out of the room and down the hall he goes.]

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[ ... ... one of these days he's going to stop saying the wrong things at the wrong time. ]

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Damn it, wait--

[ so much for puttering the day away. off riku goes. ]

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[but roxas isn't listening, already out of earshot and on his way to somewhere he can cool down.]

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ & now he's gone. damn these confusing hallways. ]

Stupid, stupid ...

[ which leaves riku to pace back & forth & curse under his breath, because holy shit, sora. ]

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[roxas, meanwhile, makes his way to his little dark room, sliding the door behind him and just standing there in the... dark. weird, but it's oddly calming.]

I can't believe--... tch.