[Xanth doesn't bother to clean up for Kairi's visit. She's seen his rooms in varying states of disrepair before, and she probably won't mind.
Besides, he doesn't feel like cleaning.
At her weak knocking, he opens the door with a smile. Xanth, like his room, is not in the best state. His hair hasn't been washed in a week, and it's about down to his shoulders now; his clothes, while clean enough, are rumpled; he's got dark circles under his eyes; and he looks a little thinner than before, his cheekbones and knuckles more pronounced.
And there is the matter of the ink on his arm that he still hasn't washed away.]
H-Hey--
[And without another word, he moves to take some of the oranges from Kairi's arms.]
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Besides, he doesn't feel like cleaning.
At her weak knocking, he opens the door with a smile. Xanth, like his room, is not in the best state. His hair hasn't been washed in a week, and it's about down to his shoulders now; his clothes, while clean enough, are rumpled; he's got dark circles under his eyes; and he looks a little thinner than before, his cheekbones and knuckles more pronounced.
And there is the matter of the ink on his arm that he still hasn't washed away.]
H-Hey--
[And without another word, he moves to take some of the oranges from Kairi's arms.]