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Demyx threw himself onto his bed and dropped his bag in the door way. His walls were decorated with blue paints of different shade, band posters, and photos of him and Zexion. He stared at his ceiling and began to text with his arms straight in the air. I picked up his bag and pulled out the only book he packed. Biology.
"Let's begin." I opened to the last page we were on in class.
Demyx poked and prodded at me. "Come on, Roxas!" He pointed at the TV with three different video game consoles hooked up to it. He pointed at the desktop computer. He pointed at the stereo system with speakers the reached my shoulders. "Do we really have to work?" I admit, I would love to play with his toys, but he wanted me to work.
"Demyx, can we please work?"
"I want a snack," he whined.
"We need to work."
"I need to pee!"
"Work."
"My legs hurt."
"Come on, Demyx. You wanted help."
"Zexion sent me a message!"
"Demy-"
"Roxas... shut the fuck up." He smiled and held his hand up. Fingers clicking away on his phone.
"Dem-"
"Roxas."
I slid off of the bed and crawled to the end of his bed. Crawling up, I snatched the corner of a pillow. "Demyx."
He didn't look at me only at his phone. It didn't matter when I hit him across the face with the envelope of feathers. "You bitch!" He cried and smacked me with one. I fell to the floor with the sheer force of his blow.
"Will you pay attention yet?" I asked.
"You called on the war! I am the pillow god, little man!" His face contorted as we beat each other with pillows.
"We can work now," Demyx yawned. He had lay his head on the bed and began to snore. He pulled a blanket over his body, and I covered the rest of him with it. Before I slipped out of his bedroom, I hugged him for just a moment and scribbled a note... on his forehead.