this can't be right...

[neck.livejournal.com]

[someone takes a good five minutes of poking around to decide that this is indeed not his dorm, glancing around and puzzling over the change in scenery while he carts around some papers. seeing people mill about, he freezes - man if this isn't a bad time to be wearing his big old green hoodie and boxers]

This is definitely not thrid floor D-wing...

[ever so subtly pulls his kitty-eared beanie off of his head. strangers just don't need to see him wearing his 'thinking cap']


[ooc: Sora from the same reality as cericelight and lastoption. Where he's from, Kairi and Riku were recently killed, so this college student's not been having the best time. Bit more in his userinfo]

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[cericelight.livejournal.com]

...Sora.

[neck.livejournal.com]

...Roxas?

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

What are you doing here?

[neck.livejournal.com]

I'm...not really sure, to be honest. Was just seeing if Sei'd look over my paper but I dunno where this is.

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

You're in the dressing room. It's a weird place that sucks people in.

oh bb~

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[lurking behind you.]

[neck.livejournal.com]

...I'm having a really weird dream, huh?

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, no.

hay thar <3

[neck.livejournal.com]

[glances over his shoulder and starts, turning around]

Uh, hi?

[neck.livejournal.com]

So we're in some crazy place and my essay's due tomorrow, and...

[appears to be counting on his fingers with one hand]

How long have you been here?

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

Only for a few days.

[neck.livejournal.com]

That's still a while. You okay?

[lastoption.livejournal.com]

[smiles, careful not to show those fangs.]

You smell an awful lot like my good friend Roxas.

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

Could be better. But I'll be fine.

[risks a smile]

[neck.livejournal.com]

I smell like Roxas?

[blinks and takes a moment to tug at his hoodie and sniff]

[neck.livejournal.com]

Better be, or I'll have to do something about it.

[grins]

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

Oh? And what would that be?

[neck.livejournal.com]

Make it better, obviously.

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

Heh.

[ruffles his hair]

You're too nice.

[neck.livejournal.com]

[makes a face but doesn't do anything about it]

H-hey am not.

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

All right.


[he gets closer, like he wants to hug the other, but he refrains.]

[neck.livejournal.com]

[doesn't mind a near Rox, shuffling his papers a bit]

Glad you're okay.

[cericelight.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you are too but..

I'd rather you never came here.

[neck.livejournal.com]

How come?