hello again. welcome to my brand new awesome plot-ness of doom. my goal is 1 chapter a week, psh, yah right. THIS IS THE INTRO. IT WILL GET MORE INTERESTING. Riku was super fun to write. okay, now for the other stuff. M for graphic suicide, and language.
Unfortunately, I own nothing.
The figure in the chair spun, a whirlwind of color, the screen of the computer casting shadows and highlights across the dim room and the person in the room. He pulled back to the desk, still maniacally giggling, to continue his conversation.
mpdsora: Sure! When?
redheadedditz: um, this friday good? We could hit a movie?
"Friday... Friday..." Sora muttered to himself. "Mall with Riku, new CDs." He paused, fingers inches from declining, before changing his mind. Riku wouldn't mind, they always did stuff like that. Kari had never asked to go on a /date/ before, and Sora didn't know if she would again.
mpdsora: Sounds awesome! Meet at four at the theater?
redheadedditz: hell, yes.
A second name popped up on screen. Sora ignored it for the moment, cringing slightly at the curse.
redheadedditz: um... i have to go. see you tomorrow.
mpdsora: Ok. See you.
He had a date. He, Sora Briconse, had a date, A real date, with a girl, and not any girl, Kari. Face beaming, he turned his attention back to his friend list, mainly the name that had just bleeped up.
mpdsora: Riku! Guess what!