[Axel turns over the invitation in his hands for the umpteenth time. These things mysteriously appeared on everyone's doorstep and it sounded as though practically the whole ocean was going. Axel knows who probably isn't going to be there, though.
He knows who he wants to be there.
The text message pops up without preamble, attached is a poorly angled photo of the paper in question.]
[And that is the actual nerve-wracking part about this. There's no way to misconstrue it. For them to both agree, would be to admit they actually want to hang out without pretense this time.]
But I can write a report after if it'll make ya feel better
[What he doesn't know is how he feels about it - well, not feels. He can't really do that, can he? But what it means, maybe. He supposes the most obvious thing is that he is open to their friendship again.
And, after all, that's true. Even if he hasn't the courage to admit it aloud.]
As much as I might like to see what you'd write in a report about a party, of all things, I think I'll pass. Reading rambling reports from Organization members is something I do not miss.
You sure? I could jot down the number of guests, count the number of balloons, include the floorplan and doodle in the margins..
[A snicker to himself. He would never. Though it does make him curious to know just how awful everyone else's reports probably were to elicit that reaction. It was certainly a common enough scene to see Demyx getting chewed out over them.]
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He knows who he wants to be there.
The text message pops up without preamble, attached is a poorly angled photo of the paper in question.]
Hey. You get one of these?
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I did. Is it a trick?
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Possibly
but things like this do just happen.
It's not a trick just to get one
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[Because why would anyone send him an invitation like this?]
Are you going?
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Bit of mystery's not enough to scare me off
You got anything going on that night?
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I really have nothing going on any night, here.
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Anyway staying out of trouble doesn't mean it still won't find you
[He learned that the hard way in this place.]
Then you should come
Why not get out, do something different?
I want you to come.
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Parties aren't exactly my forte. I'll simply stand by the wall and bore everyone.
...
With that in mind, do you still want me to come?
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Yes, Saix. Even then.
Actually even more.
Although
You know this won't count as work right?
[And that is the actual nerve-wracking part about this. There's no way to misconstrue it. For them to both agree, would be to admit they actually want to hang out without pretense this time.]
But I can write a report after if it'll make ya feel better
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[What he doesn't know is how he feels about it - well, not feels. He can't really do that, can he? But what it means, maybe. He supposes the most obvious thing is that he is open to their friendship again.
And, after all, that's true. Even if he hasn't the courage to admit it aloud.]
As much as I might like to see what you'd write in a report about a party, of all things, I think I'll pass. Reading rambling reports from Organization members is something I do not miss.
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[A snicker to himself. He would never. Though it does make him curious to know just how awful everyone else's reports probably were to elicit that reaction. It was certainly a common enough scene to see Demyx getting chewed out over them.]
In that case.
I'll see ya there ?
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I'll go.
I'm... sure we'll run into each other.