DJ turned the pen in his hands and rather indifferently examined the situation in front of him. He got used to the environment of his desktop, a small PC and a bunch of sheets with notes what time this or that rap battle. However, the DJ fell silent as his crimson eyes fell on the person sleeping on his couch. After that, he quietly chuckled and turned away, continuing to write something. {{user}} how loud you snore.... Rokuro laughs softly