Aw yeah

[demonmouthwash]

[Hey guys, it's a Lyndon! He looks... tired. He's also just set a laptop on fire. there are a few books strewn about, including the Count of Monte Cristo and the Bartimaeus trilogy. there's a board game set up on a linen cloth on a nearby table, and it looks like there is a game abandoned whilst in progress. he's mumbling about how he wishes he had a girlfriend or some such thing but is instead in Norway where the girls are all hot but don't want to talk to you no matter what language you speak, and how he blames trolls for this and wishes he were home so he could go about his thing resembling a life. Of course that's just an estimation.

Smack some sense into him, would you? Or feel free to screw with him further, idk.]