"I have something to say, sir. But you seem to be enjoying your morning so I'm afraid to give my report."
Harry was still waiting on what response his Master would say after his impudent mouth had deliberately offended this handsome man, but after a split minute, his Master's alluring lips did not open. Instead, those lips were still engrossed with their eyes closed and didn't know how long they would comment on Harry's words. Is the master asleep? Seriously. It even still showed twenty minutes to seven. Wait, he'll try to check if his Master is really asleep or just pretending not to hear what he's saying. OK...
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"I'm not in the mood to be bothered, Harry. Do you still need more explanation with my bullet stuck in your heart?"
