fifth floor common room, sunday evening

[orewahikari.livejournal.com]

Roxas was going to go for a walk.

But outside, there is thunder and lightning, and really, he doesn't feel like getting struck by lightning much.

So, instead of a nice refreshing and healthy walk, Roxas is slumped on a couch in front of the TV.

Mmm, TV.

[OOC: Open like the most open thing that ever opened!]

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Naminé stepped in to the common room with a smile. "Roxas. Is anything good on?" She sat down on the couch and pulled out her sketchbook.

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He shakes his head.

"Hnn. There's never anything good o- ooh, Discovery Channel!"

It's about monkeys.

He gives her a smile.

"Whatcha drawing?"

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Naminé laughed. "The Discovery Channel? We were watching that one evening and half of us seemed transfixed, while the other half objected. No science when we aren't in class, I believe was the point. There were a great deal of explosions and such, so it hardly seemed educational to me. Not that I would have minded."

Ah, Mythbusters.

She looked down at her sketchpad with a casual shrug. "Nothing much," she lied, flipping past a page where Roxas himself stood with someone he wouldn't remember at all. "Someone I should know, but I don't." She held out the page with a young redhaired girl (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v328/Rellyjean/namine/drawings/_whiteroom_6.jpg) holding a star charm. Hoping at least that much was safe.

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"Kinda like you and me. I should know you better than I do, but I don't?" he asks, looking at the girl. "She's pretty. Looks kind of like you."

He doesn't know what prompts him to say it, but he says it anyway. It's true.