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[lefauxroi]

[curled up in the same oversized armchair he'd found on his birthday, Regulus balances a plate of lemon cheesecake on one of the overstuffed arms, mostly ignoring it in favour of gazing thoughtfully at a rough portrait ripped from a sketchbook. It's a rather good likeness of himself, though Regulus wonders if the gap between his teeth really so noticable or his hair so curled.]

I suppose I ought to write something in return.