I watched as L added six sugar cubes to his coffee, sitting in his normal position. Well, normal to those who knew him, at least. He turned to me after taking a sip.
"What's wrong? You seem to be deep in thought today, Lyric." He said, setting down the cup.
"Oh, nothing. I guess I am just lost in thought. You seem to be too, but that's normal." I laughed as he smiled, but I could tell he was still worried. He turned to the newspaper he'd been reading to figure out clues on the newest murder victim of Jeff the Killer.
AN WARNING
Ok, so L isn't quite the same but it's because he actually has a friend, ya know. I still ttried to make it as close as possible. Hope it works! Enjoy! Also, need to know who YOU like better. L or Jeff?