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Banter
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"Stop smoking."
Weddie blew another graceful puff into air.
"Aww… How sweet of you to be concerned for my health."
Aiber snickered.
"You're dropping ash all over my cake… and tea."
Weddie suddenly uncrossed her legs and leaned over.
"Look who's talking," she purred into L's ear.
Light looked up questioningly.
"After all…" she continued, noticing the new audience.
"…you've had a pretty intense tobacco love affair at one point," she declared, leaning back, a triumphant smirk on her lips.
L's eyes shot daggers. Light's jaw dropped. Aiber raised an eyebrow.
"You're ruining my immaculate image here…" L muttered under his breath.
Light pictured a cigarette daintily poised between Ryuuzaki's spidery fingers, and let out a snigger.
"I still remember," Weddie's lazy voice continued.
"The day Watari got fed up with all the cigarette butts in the tea cup, he printed out stacks of lung cancer reports and dropped them on his lap."
"At least Ryuuzaki had the intellect to overcome addiction with facts," Light said, giving Weddie a meaningful look.
"Nope. That wasn't it."
"Oh?"
Indignant L decided preemption was in order.
"I accidentally drank out of the cup."
"…"
"Yikes."
Minutes later…
"Ow!"
Everyone turned around. Weddie was frantically wiping her forearm where a runaway piece of glowing-red ashes had fallen.
L snickered.
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