hormones etc.
"R-Riku?" Sora's day had turned out shitty.
"Riku?" The bus was uncommonly early; he had forgotten his lunch somewhere between tripping up the stairs and Vaan vomiting on his new high-top Converse—
"Riku." –a very expensive Advanced Placement book fell into a beautifully placed mud puddle and now the stink of wet dog was permeating itself through his backpack—
"Riku." –Selphie finally explained to him that Tidus had told Wakka to tell her after talking it over with Olette so they could get permission to tell him the absolutely bogus reason why Kairi had been snubbing his calls for the past four days—
"Riku!" –then there was the fact that his favorite blue shirt tore down the sleeve just moments ago—
"Riku!!" –and to top it all off—
"Goddammit, you whore!" Riku was having sex on his locker.
disclaimed
yea. mhm. this still happens. ps: i'm writing gift fictions for Christmas, so drop me a line and tell me what you want and i'll see what i can do for ya, k?
re-vamped and re-posted from the late "Counting Keys: locker"