Witch.

[ he will not be so kind as to return her "affectionate" call for attention. in fact, Lelouch seems to be particularly displeased to have C.C. refer to him by his given name, if only because he knows that she is prepared to do nothing but cause him further trouble. his mind immediately wanders through the possibilities ― did she order pizza through the wrong bank account, both causing him to overdraft and also denying herself of her greasy vice? or maybe she is here to critique him on his latest plans for the Black Knights. that wouldn't be a first.

regardless of what she's prepared to get him involved in, his eyes refuse to pry themselves from some papers he had been busying himself with for the past hour. even as C.C. breaks past his personal bubble and her scent is fresh on his nose, he doesn't bat a lash at her. all he manages to come up with is a scoff when Cheese-kun is brought into the equation. perhaps he should have thought of that alternative first. ]

If you somehow misplaced that oversized waste of space, then no one is to be at fault but yourself. I say good riddance.

[ HMPH. ]