Prizes?

[i_am_roxas]

Some people were talking earlier about how they've been finding things they don't own in their rooms.
Seems like the same thing has happened to me, I was clearing out my wardrobe when I found things that I don't remember buying.
There are lots of strange scroll things.... I wonder how you use them and a yukata. It's too big for me though. I'll have

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[memory_sketch]

...So there is something about you two.

I always thought there was.

[i_am_roxas]

Huh? Us two? How did you?

You always thought there was what?

[memory_sketch]

Something about you two, you're kind of similar, and I thought maybe...it's not important.

[unlocking_paths]

I feel the same way, and maybe we are related. I haven't gotten back any memories of you specifically, but ... now that I think of it, I remember a lot of people calling me "Roxas." Even if we are twins, don't you think people would notice we have different colored hair?

... I guess, maybe, we could have had something covering our heads. I don't remember what I looked like or what I was wearing when people mistook me for you, but I remember that it got kind of annoying after a while.

Haha, I guess even Riku could mistake us! But ... I wonder why I don't have any memory of you on the island where Riku and I grew up.

[i_am_roxas]

People called you "Roxas"?

...Perhaps we were separated at birth or something...? And you somehow met the people I knew and I met those you know and they thought we'd just changed our hairstyles?

[unlocking_paths]

Not everyone, but mostly people who.... Hey! They were all wearing long, black coats, now that I think about it.

I guess that could be. I can't think of any other reason you wouldn't be in my memories of home if we are related. Haha, that kind of makes me wish we'd have gone as each other for Halloween! At least then I wouldn't have stolen everyone's stuff.

[kaikishyoku]

I would never mistake you for Sora. -annoyed.-

You must be wrong.

[i_am_roxas]

... but you did call me 'Sora' in the memory I got back... you were blindfolded and we were fighting...