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[There's a yawn, the sound of a hand hitting the journal almost methodically. Then, a sleepy voice:]
Hm? That's strange. My alarm hasn't rung yet. [A pause. Another yawn.] Maybe I'm just growing accustomed to having proper amounts of sleep again. [After all, she hasn't been sleeping very well ever since her father...no, it was too early in the morning to dwell on that.] Now, just to turn off th-- [She breaks off with a startled gurgle of surprise. This isn't a clock!] A - A book?
[The bed creaks a bit as the weight upon it is adjusted; Mitsuru's sitting up now.] This isn't my room! I haven't slept in a proper bed since -- [Another unfinished sentence and a sigh ... as strange as the interior decorating in her dorm room was, at least it was, well, her room.]
... Where am I?
Hm? That's strange. My alarm hasn't rung yet. [A pause. Another yawn.] Maybe I'm just growing accustomed to having proper amounts of sleep again. [After all, she hasn't been sleeping very well ever since her father...no, it was too early in the morning to dwell on that.] Now, just to turn off th-- [She breaks off with a startled gurgle of surprise. This isn't a clock!] A - A book?
[The bed creaks a bit as the weight upon it is adjusted; Mitsuru's sitting up now.] This isn't my room! I haven't slept in a proper bed since -- [Another unfinished sentence and a sigh ... as strange as the interior decorating in her dorm room was, at least it was, well, her room.]
... Where am I?