Whoo, OOC post ( Read more... )

Insomnia. Again. No matter how he tries lately, rest eludes, flitting away just as he thinks he's caught it. Carefully, Demyx crawls out of bed, trying not to disturb Xigbar -- a number of things about Xigbar are really, really bothering him, and if Xig won't give him answers... well, he'll try to find them ( Read more... )

*is sitting on a secluded corner of beach, his toes in the water and a guitar book open on his knees, his guitar resting over his lap. Is slowly working his way through it, flipping the pages and eating up the information like its something he already knows, and just needs to be reminded of*

So I've got this journal. But I have absolutely nothing to say.

So here. Have some music.