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[ Five minutes ago, Larxene was stumbling down the hall. Now he's lying sprawled out on the floor, the toes of his boots touching the wall, staring at the ceiling. His coat is unzipped entirely, held on only by the lower half of his arms.

One other thing; if anyone were to look at his face right now, they'd notice very little green left in his eyes. ]