@shirokuma_shio, shirokuma shio. HuginDD, a man with light purple skin and short grey hair that has come slightly loose from its usual slicked position, is asleep on a wide dark grey sofa, shot from a gentle elevated angle looking down at him. He is lying on his side facing the viewer, his sharp angular black glasses resting slightly crooked on his face — he clearly fell asleep without removing them. His expression is completely relaxed for once, mouth closed, the habitual frown gone, face soft and unguarded. He is dressed in simple off-duty clothes: a plain dark navy blue long-sleeve pullover and the same loose grey trousers, one arm tucked under his head as a pillow and the other resting along his side. His white long coat has been thrown carelessly over him like a blanket, the grey shoulder panels and gold-trimmed hem visible as it drapes unevenly across him. Nestled in the narrow space between his chest and the sofa backrest is a small round black cat, perfectly healthy and glossy-coated, curled into a tight circle with its eyes half-closed in sleepy contentment. One of the cat's tiny black paws is resting lightly on HuginDD's forearm. A single small reading lamp on the side table casts a warm amber circle of light over both of them. An open book lies face-down on the floor below the sofa, apparently dropped when he fell asleep.
