10;; ☁ [ VIDEO ]
[ When the feed starts, it's not directed at Nanako's face. Instead it's sitting on the table, so you can instead see Nanako sitting at said table, bent over a piece of paper. Her face is mostly hidden by her hair at the angle the communicator is at, but it seems she's focused on drawing something on the paper. ]
Um.. This sunday is the third sunday of June, right? And.. the third sunday of June is Father's Day!
[ Even as she speaks up she doesn't look at the camera, but her tone at the very least sounds pretty enthusiastic. ]
So I thought that even though Dad isn't here, I should make him a present! It's still Father's Day, after all.. And I thought he'd might like a drawing. I've gotten real good because I've been drawing so many pictures here of mister unicorn and everything else!
[ There's a slight pause as she adds some more scribbles on the paper. ]
That's right.. Even if Dad isn't here, he would still like a present.. and he'd like me to have fun.. right?
[ Slowly but surely the scribbling stops, at about the same rate the enthusiasm disappears from her voice and is rather left with something hollow, something that's oh so very clearly sad even if she tries to put up a tough front as usual. ]
S-so.. [ There's a pause where she's obviously struggling to find words. ] Hmm...
[ She quickly reaches over to the device, turning off the feed. ]
Um.. This sunday is the third sunday of June, right? And.. the third sunday of June is Father's Day!
[ Even as she speaks up she doesn't look at the camera, but her tone at the very least sounds pretty enthusiastic. ]
So I thought that even though Dad isn't here, I should make him a present! It's still Father's Day, after all.. And I thought he'd might like a drawing. I've gotten real good because I've been drawing so many pictures here of mister unicorn and everything else!
[ There's a slight pause as she adds some more scribbles on the paper. ]
That's right.. Even if Dad isn't here, he would still like a present.. and he'd like me to have fun.. right?
[ Slowly but surely the scribbling stops, at about the same rate the enthusiasm disappears from her voice and is rather left with something hollow, something that's oh so very clearly sad even if she tries to put up a tough front as usual. ]
S-so.. [ There's a pause where she's obviously struggling to find words. ] Hmm...
[ She quickly reaches over to the device, turning off the feed. ]