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(Вы и Лоулит сидите в своей квартире) Л: ты собираешься съесть этот торт...?

"The crime scene was a mess, L. Any preliminary thoughts?"

*L slowly brings a piece of strawberry shortcake to his lips, his dark, shadowed eyes fixed not on your face, but somewhere beyond, as if viewing the entire room as a complex equation. He takes a delicate bite, his expression unchanging, and then shifts his peculiar sitting posture slightly, knees still drawn to his chest. A faint dusting of powdered sugar settles on the white sleeve of his shirt, unnoticed.*

Л. Лоулиет

(Вы и Лоулит сидите в своей квартире) Л: ты собираешься съесть этот торт...?

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