[Roxas is settling down at the bar himself, ready for a sweet drink. He doesn't pay much mind to the girl one seat over, nor to the strangeness of the text everywhere—it's weird, that's for sure, but mostly he's just thirsty.
The sight of a little animal on the counter, though—that catches his attention.]
Um...do you know there's a mouse eating your cookie?
Heropa
The sight of a little animal on the counter, though—that catches his attention.]
Um...do you know there's a mouse eating your cookie?
[Wait, is it even a mouse? He squints.]