I'm gettin' pretty good with this 'daily update' thing, eh? 8D Anyways, I like this chapter, too. Yaaaaaay. Written off of prompt #87 Food.
P.S. This one's exactly 100 words!
After a few more minutes of standing on the sidewalk, Roxas had ridden the subway home, still utterly disbelieving and confused. He shed his damp clothes, took a hot shower, and then shuffled his way to the kitchen looking for some sort of scrumptious snack.
What he found were some stale potato chips, flat soda, and carrots.
Yum.
But he didn't really care. He just grabbed the pile of 'food', made a mental note to tell his mum to go shopping, and collapsed onto the living room couch.
… I'm his… Mary Jane?
… That could only mean that he likes me… right?