Axel walked by Demyx's room. He saw a "Do Not Disturb" sign, so he decided to play a trick on Demyx.
He knocked. He heard something drop to the floor, a muffled, gruff voice, and a screech by the owner of the room. Smiling, Axel knocked again.
"Eh… just a minute," squeaked Demyx in a high pitched voice. "Go into the closet," he whispered to someone else.
"No no… the bathroom, it's bigger," he corrected himself. "Who's there?"
"Axel."
"Axel! What the hell! Can't you read? What are you doing? The sign…" Demyx began and saw his lovely, handmade sign slide under the door.
"What sign?" Axel sneered.
Behind the door Demyx blushed and the bathroom door closed.
Axel smiled to himself as he heard a mad struggle for something and then something falling on the floor. Five… four… three… two… one…
The door opened widely and a sweating Demyx stood, pulling on some shorts over nothing. He wore a very wrinkled undershirt and Axel smirked. He began to walk away.
"Say hi to Luxord for me."
Demyx blushed and muttered something under his breath as he slammed the door.