Mar 22, 2013
I should totally write a bunch of headcanons for my rp blog and set them on queue...
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I should totally write a bunch of headcanons for my rp blog and set them on queue...
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@8flamesilocks: Starter pt.2.
Beep-beep-beep-beep.
He groaned. Shut up. The deepest corners of his mind commanded.
Beep-beep
I said shut up...
The familiar and undeniably annoying sound didn't seem like it'd spare him any time soon and as Roxas reached a numb limb to kick the alarm clock off his plastic bedside table, he wished it wasn't Tuesday Anything but Tuesday. Friday maybe, because after Friday, there was Saturday and on Saturday there was sleep. Oh how he missed sleep!
With eyes half-shut and a dry mouth, the blond boy stood to his feet and padded lazily to the bathroom where his everyday morning routine started. When dressed, combed-as this impossible mane of his could be-and completely ready, he took a hopeful peek into his cellphone. No messages. To be expected after all, why would Axel text him of all people? They'd just met and, let's not forget, Roxas was only being a pain.
Deciding the redhead was better off left alone, Roxas packed his bag, grabbed a two-days old bun from the coffee table and hurried off to catch his bus.