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Forty-Third Spool of Thread - [Voice/Action]
[There's the sudden sound of a bunch of boxes falling to the ground, contents spilling everywhere as the journal's camera points up to the ceiling. It shifts suddenly to focus on a particular pink-haired girl who was unceremoniously dumped into the back room of her shop on top of said boxes.]
Ugh...thanks for the warning, jerks. [She begins to untangle herself from the boxes of ribbons and fabrics, moving the journal closer to speak. For the most part, she seems pretty unharmed.]
Hey...so what day is it anyway? Here's hoping I wasn't gone too long, totally bad for business. [There's a slight beat, suddenly remembering something. You know, her housemate that was alone for like a week.] Haruhi, report. [She works her way out from under the pile of materials and the door to the back room swings open, allowing her to enter the main part of the shop.]
Neku...you better have made it back. That was pretty low of them, keeping us sort of together and then sending you back first. Besides, I was right in the middle of designing a n--
[There's a long pause suddenly as she really takes a look at the shop. She's staring at a row of dresser dummies, counting them in her head.]
All right, which one of you broke into my shop when I was gone?!
Ugh...thanks for the warning, jerks. [She begins to untangle herself from the boxes of ribbons and fabrics, moving the journal closer to speak. For the most part, she seems pretty unharmed.]
Hey...so what day is it anyway? Here's hoping I wasn't gone too long, totally bad for business. [There's a slight beat, suddenly remembering something. You know, her housemate that was alone for like a week.] Haruhi, report. [She works her way out from under the pile of materials and the door to the back room swings open, allowing her to enter the main part of the shop.]
Neku...you better have made it back. That was pretty low of them, keeping us sort of together and then sending you back first. Besides, I was right in the middle of designing a n--
[There's a long pause suddenly as she really takes a look at the shop. She's staring at a row of dresser dummies, counting them in her head.]
All right, which one of you broke into my shop when I was gone?!
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... Do you need help fixing the stuff on the shop?
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[It can't be money, that's for sure.]
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[And despite it being unlikely, he's paranoid enough to ask.]
You won't plan to make someone pose as a dummy if we can't find it, right?
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[...you know, she hadn't thought about that.] That may not be a bad idea, actually. I'll have to keep that in mind.
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No! It's a bad idea! A very, very bad idea! There's no need to keep in mind anything, if we can't find the dummy we can make a new one or something. See? No need to use someone as a dummy.
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Well I wouldn't call it a bad idea...but you're right. We can make a new one if we can't find it. I really just want to know where it went. Nobody seems to know.
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[And he'll be off and pop up at the shop not long after.
Despite the mun being slow on tagging back][Action]
Which means we can either keep going or we can wrap it up since there's a lot going on in-game. It's completely up to you ♥]