[ Is Roxas... old enough to be here? He sure doesn't look like it. His legs are swinging idly on his barstool, tapping against the bar itself occasionally, and he's swirling a straw through a blue, fruity-looking thing, only half-drunk.
He perks up a little when he sees Yuri, though: it's the guy from the graveyard. The one who wouldn't leave him behind. ]
For some reason, when I think about deserts, I think... they have to just go on forever. It's all just sand. But you can't just take that and accept it. If we wanna know, we gotta find out.
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[ Is Roxas... old enough to be here? He sure doesn't look like it. His legs are swinging idly on his barstool, tapping against the bar itself occasionally, and he's swirling a straw through a blue, fruity-looking thing, only half-drunk.
He perks up a little when he sees Yuri, though: it's the guy from the graveyard. The one who wouldn't leave him behind. ]
For some reason, when I think about deserts, I think... they have to just go on forever. It's all just sand. But you can't just take that and accept it. If we wanna know, we gotta find out.