And then whenever that gets old, we'll have Namine and Roxas arrive.
Namine glanced downward, seeing that Roxas had his hand extended towards her. She lifted her own hand and slipped it into his, feeling his skin against hers. She was glad he had offered his hand to her, because if he hadn't, she would have reached out and taken a hold of it anyway.
Yup, that's what I mean. I don't know why, but for this current thing, I sort of pictured that we'd just to Sora and Kairi and perhaps Kairi...
Namine nodded wordlessly, stopping when she was close to Roxas. Whether she was ready or not, it was time to go. She didn't feel like anything bad was going to happen right now, for some feeling, but she knew that Smith could attack at any moment. The thought made Namine not want to leave Roxas's side, ever.
I was thinking Sora would finally have a spare moment to tell Riku about that when they're on their way to recruit help to save Kairi after she's...
Namine walked through the living room, seeing that her cell phone was still on the endtable. She picked it up and stuffed it into her pocket before she went into the foyer, immediately seeing Roxas standing there and waiting for her.
I don't know, I was just thinking if there was anything we could do before Namine and Roxas get there.
Once she was dressed, Namine grabbed a tissue of the endtable by her bed, wiping at the tears that had fallen from her eyes. She hoped that Roxas wouldn't be able to notice that she had been crying; he had enough to worry about. She sighed softly, throwing out the tissue and entering the hall. They needed to go to Kairi's now, since the others were probably expecting them.
I'll have to look it up sometime. xD By the way, for the RP, do you have any ideas for something that could happen between Sora and Kairi at,...
Namine shed a few tears now that she was out of Roxas's sight, the girl not bothering to wipe at them as she entered her room. She went straight for her closet, reaching in and grabbing a coat. She put on the black jacket and buttoned it up before she went back into the closet, putting on a pair of black boots that didn't clash with her denim blue jeans. Of course, she wasn't worried about clashing; her clothes just naturally matched.
xD I know a few people who like it, but not too many of my friends watch it.
Namine rose to her feet then, turning her head towards the hall. "Be right back," she said quietly, starting towards her bedroom. She would slip on a coat and shoes, and then she would be ready to go. She didn't know what to expect when she got to Kairi's, but she was sure that her friend was safe; she had Sora and Riku looking out for her.
Yup. xD It's very unique, and I adore that show.
Namine nodded faintly, glancing at Roxas before she looked back down at the ground. "My coat is in my bedroom," she said, knowing that she would need to go back and get that before she and Roxas left. "Yours is still by the door, if you want it." He had left it there when he left yesterday, before the three boys had gone to the Realm of Darkness.
Normal guy downloads all the government secrets into his mind, forcing him to give up his normal life and become an epic spy and fall in love with...
Namine opened her eyes and gazed at the ground, feeling that her eyes were still moist. She didn't want Roxas to see that, though she knew that he had his eyes on her. She just wanted to go to sleep, wake up and find out that none of this was really happening. Of course, nothing could change reality.
I like Chuck, The Biggest Loser, and a few other shows during the school year. Other than that, nothing. xD
But Namine couldn't help but question herself. She had believed something that was untrue, that Smith was gone forever. He was back now, and that fact threatened to shatter every other thought she had concerning him. She thought he was somebody in her past, who no longer had the power to affect her. Apparently she had been wrong in thinking that way.
xD Oh well, there aren't many good shows on tv anyway.
You never got over him, Namine told herself, feeling a negative attitude. You were lying to yourself if you thought you could ever move on fully from him. She shook her head slightly, her eyes shutting when her eyes became moist. She didn't want to think about that; those were awful, frightening thoughts.
