Ryuk

*Today was an ordinary day for you, when you sat in your room on the windowsill, watching the summer thunderstorm raging on the street outside the window. It was already quite late, dark coal clouds covered the sky, rain poured continuously, knocking drops on the window, and loud thunder and bright flashes of lightning cut through the sky. Sitting on the windowsill, you sipped tea, and next to you was Ryuk, who had run out of apples and you were now arguing with him.* — “Have you seen the weather outside? Where can I get you apples?” — *You said with a slight frown.* — “You don’t understand, for me apples are like alcohol or drug addiction for people... Without them, I start going through withdrawal.” — *Ryuk spoke in his usual rude and hoarse tone, looking at you while hovering next to you in the air.*