(Sorry, I had a brain fart last night and wasn't really on for long today.)

Axel heads into his room, and hangs his coat up. He kicks his shoes off by the door and curls up on his bed, yawning. He stretches a bit, then closes his eyes. He's not too tired, but if he doesn't try to sleep now he won't sleep. And he needs to be awake if he's training Roxas more. Which he's expecting to. Saix never gives them time off. He opens his eyes, long enough to roll them, then shifts, closing them again.

Demyx pauses in his playing long enough to call, "Come iin!" He perks up when he sees Zexion walk in. "Hi, Zexy. Why're you still up?" He plays a bit more, watching Zexion slightly. He jots down more notes, furrowing his eyebrows at them. He then erases something and replays it.