And I'm getting older too;

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[Roxas here is sprawled across a couch in one of the quiet little living rooms by a fireplace, nicely sized flames dancing across the logs within it. He seems content, just lying there watching, possibly lost in thought, though he still looks pretty tired and a little more pale than usual. But he's fine! Just recovering.

Anyways, he turned eighteen today, and his younger self- who is currently curled up next to him, snoozing away- just turned twelve. For anyone who would have known that, they'll be here awhile if you want to say happy birthday.]