XIV. Xion.
Roxas and I are dating, and we're pretty much all over the place at the moment.
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*Shrugs and follows him towards the kitchen* I’m me, and I’m not changing anything because of what people say. And I’m definitely not going to let someone else fight my battles. *Grins back at him*
o/u/o That’s pretty cool. You’re a lot more confident then everyone else.
It feels nice having all that confidence too. *Beams*
That’s true. We still shouldn’t break it.
o - o …but…
:| Whatever. Go for it. I’m not taking any part in it. *Takes a step back*
> - > If you think it’s that bad, I’m not doing it…
I just don’t want to get in trouble. . - .
- o - Well it’ll be here if we change our minds. *grabs her hand* so come with me, and we’ll find something else to do.
What else is there to do here?
I think weird is an understatement..
Nothing ever makes any sense. = - = We always have to wait for people to tell us what’s going on. This is stupid…
It is.. I hate it. I wish things could go back to how they were before, you know, when we weren’t an obligation.
. _ . Well we were a babysitting project in the first place… so can we even do that?
Good point.. can we?
If we can’t then we’ll just make our own point. o - o You’re not an obligation to me, and I’m not one to you, so that’s a start.
That’s a great start. *Nods* You’ll never be an obligation to me. o u o
I think weird is an understatement..
Nothing ever makes any sense. = - = We always have to wait for people to tell us what’s going on. This is stupid…
It is.. I hate it. I wish things could go back to how they were before, you know, when we weren’t an obligation.
. _ . Well we were a babysitting project in the first place… so can we even do that?
Good point.. can we?
*Snorts* It’s alright Roxas. It doesn’t bother me anymore, and I’m used to it.
But you shouldn’t be! It’s not fair!
*Leans up to peck him on the cheek* It’s fine Roxas.
But it’s not… I got picked on in the computer, and even if it wasn’t real, it still stunk. You don’t have to feel that way. *Hobbles towards the kitchen, and stuffs his hands into his pockets*
Roxas. It honestly doesn’t bother me one bit. I couldn’t care less about what people call me, or what they say. *Shrugs*
Really? *Peeks back at her and grins* You’ve got a hard head.
*Shrugs and follows him towards the kitchen* I’m me, and I’m not changing anything because of what people say. And I’m definitely not going to let someone else fight my battles. *Grins back at him*
I wish dad would join us. .-.
Nah. From how he sounded the other day he doesn’t really want to. . _ . We’re an obligation now.
*Frowns* I see…
We’ll be ok. Just uh… *Strolls out through the gates with her, and shrugs* Ah… I dunno.
I just don’t get why he ‘adopted’ us if he was just going to leave.
I dunno… The whole thing is weird…
I think weird is an understatement..
*Snorts* It’s alright Roxas. It doesn’t bother me anymore, and I’m used to it.
But you shouldn’t be! It’s not fair!
*Leans up to peck him on the cheek* It’s fine Roxas.
But it’s not… I got picked on in the computer, and even if it wasn’t real, it still stunk. You don’t have to feel that way. *Hobbles towards the kitchen, and stuffs his hands into his pockets*
Roxas. It honestly doesn’t bother me one bit. I couldn’t care less about what people call me, or what they say. *Shrugs*
