another day, another ryuuzaki.

[firm_detective]

 L wakes up with a headache, a lump on the back of his head, a bad taste in his mouth, and a handcuff around his wrist. Attached to the handcuff is a long chain, with an empty cuff at the other end. He blinks, looks around blankly, picks up the handcuff, and pockets it, still sitting on the floor.

Running a long-fingered hand through his hair doesn't curtail the mess. At the back of his head, his fingertips brush the bump, and he winces, then heaves a deep sigh.

"What I could use right now is a cup of hot tea."

[[ Boy Detective.]]