#nadjdor

ID: Full body of Laszlo sitting on the ground with one knee pulled up, fully dressed in a suit. Nandor, wearing nothing, is sat beside him with his arms around his shoulders and legs on either side of him, pressing his junk into his hip. Nandor is frowning, a tear in his eye as he presses their cheeks together. Nadja, also wearing nothing, is kneeling just behind Laszlo on his other side to press her chest against the back of his neck, hands folded atop his head to rest her cheek on. She is also frowning, eyes closed as if in mourning as a single tear beads in her eyelashes. Between them, Laszlo stares straight forward with an impassive expression, words clipped and dismissive, "Yes, yes, very good, thank you." /end ID