"Yeah check in there!" He called up to her, trying to turn and face the top of the stairs. He tried to think of where else Roxas could have hid the key, going over the possibilities in his head. He suddenly remembered what he and Roxas had been doing the night before and panicked. "Don’t look at the photos in the drawer! Ignore the photos!" 

Namine heard him just as she opened the drawer, slamming it closed with a high pitched squeal. Running out of the room, she dashed down the stairs to where the red head was trapped. “It’s not in there.” She squeaked, refusing to go back up there. Her face had grown a color that could rival Axel’s hair. “Let’s just look somewhere else.” The blonde had seen to much of both boys at this point. Taking a deep breath she looked at the trapped red head. “Where else could it be?”