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Y'know, I get that this place can send people home 'n all that stuff, but... I dunno if I can ever get used to it. I, ah... I found out a really good friend of mine is gone. A bunch of people might've known him--his name is Francis Bonnefoy. The delivery guys dropped off a bunch of books that were from him for me earlier. He... I liked him a lot.

_{[Demyx fumbles for words, unsure as to what to even say. What does anyone say in this situation?]}

We went on a date before he disappeared, too. I dunno how I can really repay that, but I wanna dedicate a night at Purgatory to the guy. If it wasn't for him, I probably would've been toast when I showed up last year. Not tonight, though. I think I'm just gonna hang around with the regulars tonight if that's cool with Jinx 'n Gabe. I guess the whole point of this thing was just to let you guys know he's sorta... Not here anymore. M'gonna miss him, but he's gotta be safer back home. He's just gotta be.

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[Axel snorts a laugh, but there's really no derision in it, and then he reaches out to give Demyx a noogie.] Only you would manage to find sentimentality in food.

[But what about ice cream? Gosh, Pot, that's a lovely shade of black you're wearing.

[He opens the fridge again and pulls out the orange juice, taking a swig directly from the carton and then wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.]

Look, I just know you like 'em and you sounded like you needed one, so. [Shrug. SUBJECT CHANGE GET!] Whaddya want for dinner? We've got... [A glance into the fridge reveals three Chinese food cartons of indeterminate age, a tupperware filled with something that may or may not be sentient by now, a clove of garlic, and several condiment bottles amid the OJ and soda cans.

[He closes the fridge with his hip.]

Okay I vote pizza.

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Nnfgh--quit it, man! _{[This is Demyx squirming and ducking down to get away from that dreaded noogie.]} M'gonna lose hair if you guys keep that up!

_{[He huffs and lightly bumps Axel with his hip as he reaches into the bag to pull the eclair out and nibble on one end. Francis... He really should have introduced him to Axel when he had the chance. They may have even hit it off pretty good, who knows?]}

Extra cheesy-sticks and a bottle of whatever kind of pop?

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Pff, yeah right--you've got enough hair for four people, Demyx; I keep finding it in the shower drain. If that hasn't made you bald yet, you're gonna be hairy for life.

[Or whatever you wanted to call this.

[Axel just leans with the impact of Demyx bumping into him, then reaches into his pocket to pull out his NV.]

Sure, sure, you can have your cheesy sticks if I can have my hot wings. [He really couldn't get enough spicy food--spicy chicken wings were amazing. He scrolls through his contact list to find the pizza delivery place they like, then walks past Demyx toward the other room, deliberately bumping him with his hip as he does so. Payback!] Cola or root beer? [And with that he flops onto the sofa and dials, bringing the phone to his ear.]

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You're not guilty either, dude. I keep finding red hairs all over the place 'n I'm pretty sure you're the only ginger here.

_{[A weak grin and Demyx follows Axel into the living room after he recovers from the little bump, draping his upper body over the back of it to peer down at Axel.]} Get whichever one you want, man. I'm not picky over the pop just so long as it doesn't come in a bag like the milk. _{[He still hasn't figured out how to drink that from the bag so he's been pouring it into bottles after he comes home groceries.]}