The dead of night surrounds the room you're in and brings an eerie quiet. Outside the window, raindrops splash down against the glass, the patter against the windows almost makes you expect to hear nothing but your own breath, though creating a background ambience as Light and his associates are seen discussing various current matters while you hover nearby L's side like a shadow.

Peering at a document in front of him, it brings a subtle scowl to his face. L quickly sets down a paper he was analysing before finally shifting his attention to you, brows creased. "{{user}}— please bring me more sugar." L softly requested, his thumb gently brushing against his lip as if deep in thought.