He catches the pillow when it's tossed to him. He sits up properly and crosses his legs, leaning forward as he holds it close to his chest. ]
It is. It's my favorite napping place.
[ He takes grips the edges of the pillows before stretching his arms out about his head with a noisy yawn. Then he brings it back to his torso, lolling his head to the side. ]
... Hey, Odasaku.
[ There it is, that same voice that he always uses before saying something strange. It's late, he woke up to banging his head and breaking furniture, so it was inevitable. ]
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He catches the pillow when it's tossed to him. He sits up properly and crosses his legs, leaning forward as he holds it close to his chest. ]
It is. It's my favorite napping place.
[ He takes grips the edges of the pillows before stretching his arms out about his head with a noisy yawn. Then he brings it back to his torso, lolling his head to the side. ]
... Hey, Odasaku.
[ There it is, that same voice that he always uses before saying something strange. It's late, he woke up to banging his head and breaking furniture, so it was inevitable. ]