[Roxas doesn't hear him, but it's getting late and now he's getting hungry. He can manage it though! Lea's made food lots of times, it can't be that hard. He puts his textbook down on the table and looks around for something he can make himself. Noodles would be good, he thinks.
Does Lea want to eat? How can he ask him without bothering him? He wavers a bit as he tries to think. He opts to write it down on a piece of paper, folding it into a plane before turning around the corner from the kitchen. He looks at Lea on the couch and throws the paper airplane on top of him.]
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Does Lea want to eat? How can he ask him without bothering him? He wavers a bit as he tries to think. He opts to write it down on a piece of paper, folding it into a plane before turning around the corner from the kitchen. He looks at Lea on the couch and throws the paper airplane on top of him.]