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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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...would Neku be able to make a clean getaway right now.]
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Haruhi, please don't make this a bigger scene...
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...sorry, Winry.
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...well, I guess that's better.]
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Oh well it's just Neku who cares]
...Whatever. It looks like you're all fine.
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It's Sunday though.
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[...She turns, with a distinct frown at Winry]
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[Seriously, he can drag Shiki away if he needs to.]
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But- Grabbing her now or doing a dramatic movement come to mind, but she shakes her head Her smile is a bit forced, but]
Yeah, until next time.
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It's not like we meant to walk in on that.
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So are you guys in good shape?
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