With my eyes on my dreams[ Active] Who: AntiSora(Cake) (ofheart), B (expired_jam) and later; L (sugarstacker), Matt (ministripes) What: The daily life with a shadow that wants to eat your heart out. When: Morning Where:013,B and then to 033, B Warnings: B and Anti fluff?
A loud yawn escaped B as he sat back in his chair, crimson yes a bit dull from staring at a computer screen for to long, he even dozed off a few times. He was tired of most, if not all, the people in the Hotel. More trouble then they were worth and trusting others seemed like such a stupid idea after the mix up with Raito. Others knew of his eyes and what they could do…L knew. He may have acted like it, but B knew he knew. After all…L knew everything . Even as a child B wouldn‘t be surprised if somehow he ended up in the detective shadow. A annoyed growl escaped him as he turned in the roller chair and stepped out of it. He invited his idly over to meet Cake along with the boy he spoke with briefly. B wondered to himself why he would invite the one person he hated the most to come to his ’room’ and talk to him. .... Because he wanted to be around him, to have his eyes on him, to prove himself. He caught the murderer and now he had the shadow living with him, the only living being that would ever see B’s face untouched by any sort of makeup. Lifting his arms above his head, he stretched his aching muscles and let his eyes drift around the room idly. “Cake…?”