[Roxas doesn't really remember actually getting to the beach, but he's here so it happened. Somewhere between figuring out what he was going to say and worrying that he was going to get there and it was just going to be an empty stretch of sand.
But it's not. Axel's there. Roxas would know him anywhere. Still tall and lanky and his hair's still the same. It's comforting in a way.
He keeps walking, all the while trying to figure out what to say. If he should apologize or not say anything about that. The last time he'd seen Axel, they'd fought after all.
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But it's not. Axel's there. Roxas would know him anywhere. Still tall and lanky and his hair's still the same. It's comforting in a way.
He keeps walking, all the while trying to figure out what to say. If he should apologize or not say anything about that. The last time he'd seen Axel, they'd fought after all.
Finally, he stops, a few feet away.]
Hey.
[yeah, that's all he's got right now.]