Yes, the 'yo' was intentional. I was goin' all gangster on you. XD
Now I pose a question for you, faithful reader. What state do you think our two little heros live in? I've been trying to figure it out for a little while myself. Somewhere where a singer could become world famous, but where there's a farmhouse less than an hour away...? Whoever can figure it out gets a cookie!
Written off of prompt #33 Expectations.
No… I can't get my hopes up. He wouldn't ever like me that way anyway…
So the teenager decided to think about how his view about the singer had changed over the night. For it had, you see. Drastically. His expectations had been… more than a little off the mark.
Roxas didn't find Axel to be as… quiet as he had before. Not really quiet… more like calm, down-to-earth, and reasonable. Now he thought of him as loud, spastic, and slightly obnoxious.
The blond didn't think the redhead was very gentle, either. More like 'he-could-go-bat-shit-insane-on-yo-ass-at-any-time'. Yeah. That was about right.
But Roxas didn't get the vibe that he was a mean or nasty person, per se. Just… a little rough around the edges.