Roxas! Save me!
“Huh?” Roxas flickers his eyes up to the blonde and hides the extra stick in his pocket. He gave another bite on his Ice cream, “Whats up Zidane? You look a bit….freaked out.”
“People somehow got me into some dares and I’m being urged to grab many people’s asses…”
Looking up at the blonde, Zidane ignored his current issue. “But hey, I haven’t seen you in a while. Where’ve ya been, Roxas?”
“Wha-!?” Roxas had to pause because he chocked on his ice cream after hearing that, it didn’t seem Zidane wanted to think about that issue because he moved to the next topic, he chuckled nervously and scratched behind his head with his free hand.
“I’ve been pretty out of it from school work, been pretty tired lately too. I swear I have messed up my sleep pattern again.” Roxas answered as he shook his head.
He could see the spiky-haired blonde seemed concerned about his new routine. “Hey, we all go through patches like that. You’ll get there. You gotta look good for prom!” He slapped the younger male in the back lightly, a grin adorning his features.
He laughed as Zidane hit his back, he sure knew how to lighten up a dull moment, “Yeah, Prom’s not far away… What about you?, you going to Prom?” he might as well know who was coming anyway.
"Is that a trick question? The place is gonna be filled with beautiful women! I’m in!" Zidane chuckled, enthusiastic as ever. "I’ll help you get a dance with all the ladies, okay? Or is there a special someone I can get to go with you? Cupid’s services are still open!"