♚ Thirty-Third Move - {Video}
[Ciel has been working too hard as of late. His trips back and forth to the makeshift factory/store for Funtom and his mansion have taken their toll. This morning, he is up early, wrapped in a blanket. His cheeks are a bit flushed, hinting that he might be feverish.]
Sebastian! Tsubaki! [His voice is pathetically hoarse.] Tea.
[He burrows deeper into his blankets, staring at the fire crackling in the fireplace.]
No work today. [That's hard for him to admit, but, not to sound repetitive, he feels like hell.] The factory and the store will be closed. Additionally, I would prefer no one visits me. But, if you must, state your business with Sebastian. He will know how to handle my affairs.
[He sniffles and lays down on the sofa. Shakily, he reaches out and ends the feed.]
Sebastian! Tsubaki! [His voice is pathetically hoarse.] Tea.
[He burrows deeper into his blankets, staring at the fire crackling in the fireplace.]
No work today. [That's hard for him to admit, but, not to sound repetitive, he feels like hell.] The factory and the store will be closed. Additionally, I would prefer no one visits me. But, if you must, state your business with Sebastian. He will know how to handle my affairs.
[He sniffles and lays down on the sofa. Shakily, he reaches out and ends the feed.]