[ He was still on the couch, SFC carelessly tossed onto the table in front of him. There was an empty pudding cup with the spoon still inside it right next to it, just as carelessly discarded as the communication device.
The prince was slumped, more of slouched in that couch with a pillow pulled to his chest. His eyes peeked out from the top of the pillow, unreadable save for the frown knotting his brow. Laharl didn't move save for shifting the pillow slightly to make sure his voice wasn't muffled.
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The prince was slumped, more of slouched in that couch with a pillow pulled to his chest. His eyes peeked out from the top of the pillow, unreadable save for the frown knotting his brow. Laharl didn't move save for shifting the pillow slightly to make sure his voice wasn't muffled.
For once, he wasn't in the mood to raise it. ]
Yeah, what? I'm in here.