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[flared]

[video]
[Axel has been asleep for a little while, a little more than a week, actually, and when he finally wakes up he finds himself staring up at his ceiling, his vision blurry and body colder than it usually should be. Groaning softly he blinks a couple of times and then reaches out for his SFC which is thankfully still on the bedside table. With it switched on, he tries to figure out the date and the time, but his brain is kind of not functioning properly just yet.]

Mm. What day is it?

...And why's it so cold? Thought it was spring already.

[Nevermind that he isn't wearing his Organization coat right now either. Maybe that explains it.]

[action | filtered to roomies or anyone that has a reason to visit him]
[For anyone that wants to bother him, Axel will be under his covers as a giant lump. He doesn't want to get up, but make him do it anyway.]

Comments

action; this sounded less creeperish in my head.

[ninthserenade]

_{[Yep. He'll be one of those people who bother him in the house. What is personal space? Demyx doesn't even know anymore. He's just crouched at the foot of Axel's bed peering at the Axel-shaped lump under the blankets.]}

...

1/2 action; >_> Demyx

[flared]

[As soon as Axel sets his SFC back down he sighs heavily and peers back up at the ceiling. He can't help a nagging feeling in the back of his mind, though, and as he looks over to the side--]

action; stop that

[flared]

[KICKING THE SHEETS

WHAT THE EVER LOVING CHRIST]

The hell are you doing down there!?

action; you're not my mom B(

[ninthserenade]

_{[WHOA BRO DON'T KICK THE FACE.]}

I was waitin' for you to wake up, crabby!

action; we've already established this. I AM YOUR MOM.

[flared]

[It's not like there's anything of value to your face to lose.]

Hn.

[Axel settles down a bit from his little scare before he shuffles in closer to the center of his bed and lies back down. He's dizzy and he feels heavy, too.]

You could've just sat in a chair or something...

action; So where's dad? Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad!

[ninthserenade]

_{[Hey, the unscarred half still has some value!]}

I did but it got too uncomfortable to play my sitar that way. 'sides, I had to take care of the house. S'my responsibility 'n all that.

action; daddy's not here right now. B|

[flared]

I can take care of myself.

[Even when he's asleep. Well, maybe.]

action; why noooooot?

[ninthserenade]

Uh-huh. And I can cook.

action; Because he's a jerkface

[flared]

[He'll glare for a moment before he hides under the covers again.

Hmph.]

action; It's Xigjerk, isn't it.

[ninthserenade]

Don't tell me you're gonna go back to sleep, man! You were out for almost a week!

action; HOW DID YOU KNOW

[flared]

[Axel tugs the sheets down a little more so that his eyes can peek out.]

A week isn't long enough apparently.