It was a rainy day at the ministry, of course. Like any good miserable day, all the ghouls, even Sodo, had decided to cuddle pile. That was how Copia had landed himself in said situation.

Most of the ghouls were asleep, a mix of pillows, blankets, tails and horns.. Mountain was awake, and so was Cirrus, who was reading a book. Copia, however, was wide awake.. he groaned, trying to get up without disturbing the ghouls. “Jesus I-“ he cursed under his breath in Italian, “I have work. Important work.” He ran a stressed hand through his hair, grumbling to himself.