| [ She had gone home, briefly. Just to check, she had told herself. To see with her own eyes that the world – because Ikebukuro was basically a world in itself, spinning ever faster and maybe thrown a little off balance – was the way she remembered it.
She sits in her new room, at the edge of her bed – after having cleared the sharp objects out of it – holding the joyphone in loose hands. Maybe she’s working up the nerve, or trying to put words to feelings when she’s never been good at either of them. Eventually: ]
Kida-kun?
[ Way to go, Anri. You sent that to everyone.
Looking appropriately panicked, her fingers work quickly and clumsily to rectify her mistake. ]
I’m sorry wrong person just ignore that please I’m sorry
[ Again, she sends it to everyone. Phones are very confusing, okay. ] |
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