#roxasandcocoa

Ienzo just sighed. He wasn't sure what exactly happened to land him in this situation, but it happened none-the-less. He had been coming to the cafe three times a week after that first day, learning Roxas's schedule, chatting with him each visit. It was nice having someone to talk to in this usually, for him, lonely town. 

But today, he guessed must have had a rush. It was nearing the holidays and people were running around, buying gifts and most likely stopping by for something to keep their energies up. He had recently been coming about five minutes before Roxas's break, that way he'd be able to get his order the correct way and actually hang out with the blond. Though, instead of the usual friendly greeting he had become accustom to receiving, he was met with a collapsing and exhausted Roxas.