On the Radio (Closed RP, Backdated to 12/25)
Light, ever bored in his self-imposed exile to the room he and L shared, flicked on the radio. Dimly, he remembered that it was Christmas- not that he cared particularly. He wondered if L would expect a gift and was trying to think of other things that he might offer when a familiar voice cut through the static of the radio.
"Misa," Light hissed, his eyes going wide.