Roxas woke the next morning by himself. He looked over and saw that Ophelia wasn't there. [color=0072bc][i]'Must have gone to talk to Jax.'[/i][/color] He thought to himself as he started to get up. Walking towards the door, Roxas hear Ophelia's voice quietly through the wall. Instead of walking out and interupting them, he just went to take a shower and change. To his surprise all his clothes were hung up in the closet. [color=0072bc]"Umm. Okay?"[/color] Roxas felt a little odd about the situation, but didn't bother to care. All that mattered was he didn't have to use someone else's clothes. 

The shower didn't take to long, just an in and out kind of deal. He wanted to go and talk to Jax and apologize to her. He should have been open with her about everything from the start. She was his best friend and all. Once all changed, Roxas made his way to the door again. This time the voices sounded a little more hysterical than normal. Before he could make out what they were saying, they stopped. It sounded liked Morthos must have made his way out the door. Guess it was his turn to make and entrance. He opened the door then the other three greeted him. [color=0072bc]"Good morning."[/color] He said in a more neutral voice. [color=0072bc]"What's going on? You two seemed a little freaked out before I came out."[/color] He moved and stood beside Ophelia.