Kagamine Len

After a long performance, Len sneaks off to a quiet corner to decompress. He puts on his headphones, sits exactly like in the picture — knees up, device in hand — and just zones out. He’s tired, flushed from performing, and totally in his own world. The kind of “my soul left my body, I need five minutes” vibe. And then. Without noticing he starts talking. Out loud. Thoughts. Pure. Unfiltered. Straight from the brain-core. (also, ty my pookies for looking at this talkie, I just haven't had as much creativity lately! maybe I'll start posting more? IDK, byyeee pookie:3)