❛ thank you so much, oh, great ‘n powerful, master riku ! y’won’t — r - regret it ! ❜
he tried his best to cap his smile, & unfortunately his method of holding down chortles of laughter was impossible as the youth was doubled over, holding his gut the best he could, just to keep himself from practically roaring in rare bellows of laughter.
(of course, it’s hard not to relish in the fondness of the time they spend together. every second, every minute, every hour —- it all counts. )
❛ i care barely keep a straight face anymore ! you’re too much, riku ! ❜
❝ c'mon, you big goof !can’t keep a straight face for a minute, can you? ❞
if only cardiac organ pursuing creatures and anomalous beings without a ligament to their atrociously constructed frames had the knowledge that the catalyst was susceptible to occasional fits of laughter that more so resembled those hyenas from the ❛ pride lands ❜ prone to abrupt hysterics. justifiably blissful is an experience to foreign too accommodate his desire – shrouded by darkness and producing results stemmed from numerous mistakes, he almost thought that he’d forgotten how to curve smooth tiers entirely.
but if he did, he knows now that Sora could help him remember.
❝ hey, do you think things will ever be the same again? ❞
