Yeah screw the song you can totes wake me up now

[vacationisalie]

Characters: a blonde walks into a bar. It hurts.
Setting: Dormitory floors!
Format: starting in action but whatever feels good
Summary: This dream is stupid and you should all feel stupid. BT Otherwise known as Roxas wanders about the dormitory floors trying to wake himself up, herp.
Warnings: denial. Denial denial denial.


[He must have fallen asleep at some point, because otherwise none of this really adds up. Not that any of it is adding up, anyway; generally there's a feeling there, a weight on your shoulders when someone's subconscious is tying you to their dreams, wanting you to play a certain role, a part. Roxas can't feel anything like that, and he's certain he would never dream anything like this-]

[He can't feel Sora either, a marked difference that has him up as soon as he's ready to move, away from his(?) room and down the corridor, up the stairs. Down again.]

[He really shouldn't have drifted down to floor 100.]

Why isn't it working? C'mon, just wake up.... [He's relying on pinching himself already and that's just ridiculous. Nothing's working. The answer to what would is going to be right at the forefront of his mind, later, but for now...]

[Roxas is eyeing the stairs off carefully. If he flung himself down, surely...]

[.........]



[Yeah okay maybe it's not the best idea. Hum.]

Comments

[heavenscorpse]

[She counts on her fingers briefly before giving the answer.] Four months.

[vacationisalie]

Four months!? [This is.....an exceptionally long dream, then. Okay, he can work with that. Maybe... Crossing his arms, he thinks it over for a few, long moments, before realising that she's still there, and he's being rather rude.]

Oh. I'm Roxas, by the way... And you are?

[heavenscorpse]

I'm V/V. It's nice to meet you, Roxas. Have you had breakfast yet? If you haven't, you'll probably want to take the elevator down instead of walking down a hundred floors to the cafeteria.