Sora slammed his keyblade against one last heartless before he ran inside after the other two, grabbing his old school backpack and shoving clothes into it. He pulled on a pair of shorts and shirt as well, thankful to finally cover himself up. He went through all of the drawers in his and Riku's dresser, grabbing whatever items the male had left behind. He threw on a pair of sneakers and was quick to run downstairs as he was called, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. "I can't believe this is happening again." He muttered, reaching for a picture of him and Riku and shoving it into his backpack. It was an old picture, one from when the two were younger, but it always meant a lot to the brunette and he wasn't about to go away without it.<br/><br/>"Ready?" He questioned, already heading to the open door, his keybalde still in hand.