[Unfortunately Mukuro didn't have much of an opportunity to celebrate or feel victorious about the priest addressing him ( even if it was somewhat erroneously, he knew that he omitted the '-sama' just to be rude at this point ).
Waking up was still a strange experience for him, a groggy, slow reaction. It didn't help that Mukuro had slept oddly on the couch, and there was a pain in his neck. He blinked his eyes blearily as he watched the priest shuffle into the room, rubbing his eyes as he tried to recall last night event's. Ah, right. Surprisingly, the priest had stayed over.]
Do you have time for breakfast?
[It came out rough, groggy, Mukuro sitting up, his hair in worse disarray than it usually was. It was as if instead of just having pineapple hair, he had a whole bushel of them.]
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Waking up was still a strange experience for him, a groggy, slow reaction. It didn't help that Mukuro had slept oddly on the couch, and there was a pain in his neck. He blinked his eyes blearily as he watched the priest shuffle into the room, rubbing his eyes as he tried to recall last night event's. Ah, right. Surprisingly, the priest had stayed over.]
Do you have time for breakfast?
[It came out rough, groggy, Mukuro sitting up, his hair in worse disarray than it usually was. It was as if instead of just having pineapple hair, he had a whole bushel of them.]