10-28-2011, 07:47 PM
Demyx finished getting his outfit together, absolutely loving having to go through all these clothes. He never really had the chance to go clothes shopping back at the castle. After all, what was the point? They had to wear that black cloak no matter what, so it didn't really matter. Demyx skipped over to Zexion, holding his clothes tightly to his chest so the shorter Nobody wouldn't see what he picked out.
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