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tampered2007-02-19 12:30 pm
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Log;Ongoing
When; February 19
Rating; PG?
Characters; L![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sugar_addictftw and Kazuki an_annaiya
Summary; L's been concious for 120 hours, so Kazuki visits to try and help him fall asleep.
Log; L felt restless as he sat on the couch, his knees drawn up into his usual pose, his laptop computer next to him. he'd been feeling the strain of staying awake for some time now, but as he was used to it, he was able to ignore it most of the time. Normally he would have just taken a dose of sleeping pills and just left things be, but it seemed Kazuki didn't approve of such methods.
And so, L was stuck waiting for the petite man to arrive at his apartment. There were bits of evidence of his restlessness scattered across his apartment. A piece of cheesecake with only one bite taken out of it was on the table, L's usually iron stomach turning at the first bite. It seemed that kazuki was right in that he needed some real food every once and a while, as much as the detective hated to admit it. Also around were some scattered books as well as the unopened bottle of sleeping pills on the counter.
And so, L waited, feeling rather like an impatient child in the way he kept glancing towards the door and straining to hear any footsteps.
Rating; PG?
Characters; L
sugar_addictftw and Kazuki an_annaiyaSummary; L's been concious for 120 hours, so Kazuki visits to try and help him fall asleep.
Log; L felt restless as he sat on the couch, his knees drawn up into his usual pose, his laptop computer next to him. he'd been feeling the strain of staying awake for some time now, but as he was used to it, he was able to ignore it most of the time. Normally he would have just taken a dose of sleeping pills and just left things be, but it seemed Kazuki didn't approve of such methods.
And so, L was stuck waiting for the petite man to arrive at his apartment. There were bits of evidence of his restlessness scattered across his apartment. A piece of cheesecake with only one bite taken out of it was on the table, L's usually iron stomach turning at the first bite. It seemed that kazuki was right in that he needed some real food every once and a while, as much as the detective hated to admit it. Also around were some scattered books as well as the unopened bottle of sleeping pills on the counter.
And so, L waited, feeling rather like an impatient child in the way he kept glancing towards the door and straining to hear any footsteps.