I... [ She trails off, trying to think of what to say. There's a tiny meow, and Fuuka hmms, sounding pleased instead of exhausted. ] Hm? Zionga-chan?

[ She starts petting the kitten idly, and speaks again after a moment. ] I've... been having a lot of trouble sleeping lately. And when I do fall asleep, I have really awful nightmares ( Read more... )

[ It's mostly quiet. Really strain and you can hear her breathing. Pacing. Talking to herself: ]

It's nothing. I... I'm being stupid. I can go in... it's "home."

[ But last time she was home, she killed someone. Accidentally, but in her right mind. She left and stayed in the empty apartment next door. Slept almost entirely through the past few ( Read more... )

[ When she wakes up (feeling like hell and telling herself she shouldn't), she goes out to the kitchen and the table is laden with flowers. One quick Juno-scan later leaves her assured that they're safe, perfectly normal, and she wants to question how they got there, but she's wanted flowers so badly, you know ( Read more... )

[ Just a long, long burst of static. ]

-te this.

...

[ More static. When it clears up, she speaks rapidly, hoping to get it all said before it kicks up again:I... I was thinking! Instead of getting stressed out... I... I have some food at home. I didn't cook it, don't worry. Does anyone... want to have sort of a... get-together? Just... instead ( Read more... )