[Video] The morning after the party...

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[Don't be alarmed, guys. That's not a zombie that's appeared on the network screens. That's just a very hungover Luke, looking like his head is just a few inches away from splitting wide open. He paused a moment, rubbing his eyes as he tried to focus, but light and sound were kind of being mean to him right now.]

[Just at the edge of the video view, Amnon can just barely be seen, the little pink cheagle pushing a cup of steaming coffee toward his master. He's letting out little "mieumieu" sounds, like he was going "heave ho!"]

...guys...

[Poor Luke sounds like he has sandpaper for a throat.]

...what happened last night...?

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[...It was at this point that he noticed the presence of that... pink... creature...]

...I have a question.

...What is...

[Pointing to that Cheagle.]

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Hunh...?

Mieu?

[Luke glanced down at Amnon, confused for a moment. C'mon, Lelouch, the little guy has been sleeping in his bed, and you're just now asking him when his brain essentially feels like moldy cheese?]

Oh. He's a cheagle. His name's Amnon.

Mieuuu~

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[doublechecks]

I see.

[That said, he's going to just sit back on his head, still looking exhausted from all the things that just recently happened.]

Get some rest, you need it.

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Oh... yeah.

[He scratched at an ear, letting out a yawn.]

M'stayin' here mostly today. Hopefully nothing will happen today.

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[doublechecks]

...I suppose it wouldn't be wrong to ask for a break every now and then. Knowing this place, though...

[That's just asking for trouble.]