[Mike thinks long and hard about this. He's no genius, and honestly, he doesn't really have a clue. He hasn't known Demyx all that long, and it'd be a huge relief if he WASN'T the culprit. They can catch whoever did it, and maybe if there's no bad blood between them, they can go back and do another jam session.
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Oh. Hey.]
Let me see your shoes. Are they dusty?