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Kind of a tie- in to "Feel."
18th is your birthday, EveningBlack? I shall make you a present! Give me a word and I'll make a prompt of it for the 18th.
Depressed
L didn't get depressed easily. He was an incubus who had an extremely good-looking lover and a constant stream of hot sex and sexual energy to feed off anytime he wished.
So no, L was not often one to get sad.
But there were times that he did get depressed, like when awful, terrible, horrible things happened to him.
Like that depressing moment when he went to dip a freshly-baked chocolate chip cookie in a class of cool milk, and had simply watched as it broke off, floating down to the bottom, and he had just sat there, sadly wondering why bad things happened to good people.
