→ (( a u d i o // strikes=thoughts )).

[skylight]

Almost Christmas.

I hope everyone at home is good.

I hope--

Sometimes being here is a little like being in a dream. Easy to lose track of time. Huh.

Anyone get a tree yet?

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[binarysky]

No close like you and me are close.

[ Even if the...face thing is the same. Almost. ]

And I don't think they're friends. We definitely aren't.

[ He shakes his head. Don't go there Sora. ]

I don't wanna invite him to ours either way. He can find his own Christmas if he wants one.

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[skylight]

No. [ His agreement is immediate - an interjection in the midst of Roxas' other words, nodding once, rubbing his chin. Faces, Sora figures - considering how often the City alone likes to mess with swapping people's bodies and so on - are just faces. Well until they're not, but that's another complexity he doesn't step through at the moment, head tilting. ]

Was just wondering, [ he admits eventually. The last thing he wants is to give Roxas even one bad Christmas, and though he's predisposed to giving people the benefit of the doubt....well. He rubs the back of his head, thoughtful. ]

We can ask Ventus though. If he wants, we could all go to look for a tree and stuff.

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[binarysky]

[ Good, it's unanimous that Vanitas is a douche. ]

Is there anything else you wanna do for it? We can plan better than last year, probably. [ Which was slightly awkward because...Demyx and Sora in the same house...yeah. Even though Roxas like them both. ]

Maybe Ven has ideas too.