[ something about the message feels strange, but in many ways he's still getting to know koby, still learning the ins and outs of the strange, enchanting man he met on his first day here. so, reserving judgement: ]
you don't have to ask. the door is unlocked.
[ which has him sitting up, trying to wake himself up a little bit more, to take account of his room which is a bit of a mess, really. papers, maps, books, trinkets, some food wrappers from luffy, a head of lettuce waiting for the snail.
but he pays no mind to it - and instead tries to wake up a little all while sitting in his underwear, face flushed with the warmth of sleep, his hair a tangled, wavy mess. ]
no subject
you don't have to ask.
the door is unlocked.
[ which has him sitting up, trying to wake himself up a little bit more, to take account of his room which is a bit of a mess, really. papers, maps, books, trinkets, some food wrappers from luffy, a head of lettuce waiting for the snail.
but he pays no mind to it - and instead tries to wake up a little all while sitting in his underwear, face flushed with the warmth of sleep, his hair a tangled, wavy mess. ]