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kingdomdressing2013-05-09 03:26 pm
summer_poprocks) wrote in kingdomdressing2013-05-09 03:26 pm
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[It's been a while since the zombie attack. After having died, Roxas has been nowhere to be found. Even now his living space has sat empty, and if anyone had attempted to call his phone they would have gotten a recording about the number not being in service.
Roxas hardly knows what to do with himself when he returns. The hallway is vaguely familiar to him at first, and there's a growing sense of needing to get to a particular door. He trots toward it slowly, stopping now and then to look in all directions, as if a zombie might pop out of the darkness.
He can't knock, so some persistent scratching will have to do.]
Roxas hardly knows what to do with himself when he returns. The hallway is vaguely familiar to him at first, and there's a growing sense of needing to get to a particular door. He trots toward it slowly, stopping now and then to look in all directions, as if a zombie might pop out of the darkness.
He can't knock, so some persistent scratching will have to do.]
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