Room 308, Thursday Evening

[raspberryturk]

Okay. So, the plan tonight was supposed to be pajamas and movies, or whatever. But Reno didn't have pajamas. So he was going to settle for one of his rude t-shirts. But he had no idea where they went. Probably the same place as his jacket, two pairs of his pants, all of his white dress-shirts, and every single sock that didn't have holes in it.

So Reno was knocking at Rikku's door tonight in one of his blue dress-shirts. The one with the pinstripes that he'd bought from Romeo at Pixie Dust back when there had actually been a Pixie. Socks, he didn't need. Socks were stupid, anyhow.

He came bearing potato chips! Knock knock!

[For the girl who lives here!]

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[the_merriest]

"Hi, you," Rikku grinned, opening the door and leaning up to plant a quick kiss on his lips. "You kinda fail at pajamas, zoto."

She herself was rocking her bicycle set. Because it was a little too cold for the orange ones. (Orange, the fruit, not orange, the color. Half of her clothes were orange, anyway.)