Dinner had been quiet - disturbingly so since Tamaki hadn't appeared. His roommate's unexplained absence was just another in a string of strange events and it set Ritsuka on edge. What if he had been taken for those sleep trials? Or worse, what if he had been taken away?
With his food finished, Ritsuka emptied the backpack out of the supplies they'd gathered the night before, hiding them away in his desk drawers and stuffing them under his bed. He needed a plan for tonight. He didn't know where Miku and Alfons were, but he wanted to see them. As he emptied out his pockets, he found the cookies and sighed. He needed to know more about Jordan, as well.
Slipping his coat on, he turned as the door opened and saw Soubi hanging outside. Why the hell was he so downcast? Did something happen to him? "Orders? Don't be an idiot - just come in already."
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With his food finished, Ritsuka emptied the backpack out of the supplies they'd gathered the night before, hiding them away in his desk drawers and stuffing them under his bed. He needed a plan for tonight. He didn't know where Miku and Alfons were, but he wanted to see them. As he emptied out his pockets, he found the cookies and sighed. He needed to know more about Jordan, as well.
Slipping his coat on, he turned as the door opened and saw Soubi hanging outside. Why the hell was he so downcast? Did something happen to him? "Orders? Don't be an idiot - just come in already."