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fandomhighdorms2007-06-09 05:43 pm
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fifth floor common room, saturday afternoon
It's almost 1pm, and Roxas has just walked into the common room in his pyjamas, his bed-messed hair, and his hugely yawning mouth.
He has coffee. Or soda. Or just plain sugar.
He finds a couch, sits down, and promptly stares into space.
Sleeping for 14 hours does not come highly recommended by the little pile of blondefluff bedhair.
[OOC: Open! What a shock :D]
He has coffee. Or soda. Or just plain sugar.
He finds a couch, sits down, and promptly stares into space.
Sleeping for 14 hours does not come highly recommended by the little pile of blonde
[OOC: Open! What a shock :D]