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[simplykind]

[1. phone]

Hello? I'm not sure what- I tried dialing but I'm pretty certain none of the numbers worked. I don't even know who I'm speaking to at the moment, if anyone at all. Myself, right? Maybe I never actually woke up from the surgery...

Ah- well, I wouldn't want to be rude in case somebody is there, so...My name is Takumi Tokiha! And I- am I

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[1-- 1/2!]

[promisebreaking]

--Takumi?

[promisebreaking]

Idiot. Don't go off raving about monsters.

[simplykind]

Akira-kun????

...Of course you would be here, wouldn't you.

[promisebreaking]

What's that supposed to mean, eh?

[simplykind]

I really did think this was a dream. [sheepish laugh!]

Of course, I still could be dreaming, but...

1/2

[promisebreaking]

Jeesh. Only you would think such a creepy thing is a dream.

[promisebreaking]

Where are you at?

[simplykind]

Hey! A lot of dreams don't make any sense at all. They aren't quite nightmares...they're just strange.

[pauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse]

I have no idea. Should I- go outside and look?

[promisebreaking]

Have you ever actually listened to yourself?

Tch. Check the mail.

[simplykind]

Why should I, when I have you to listen to me?

...Mail? [RUSTLING NOISES, he's moving around!] We get mail? From who?

[promisebreaking]

Wha- What are you going on about now?

Mm. Whoever keeps us here, I guess.

[simplykind]

Nothing, nothing. I need to put you down for a minute, Akira-kun. These phones are the old-fashioned kind.

[PLEASE ENJOY THE MUSIC WHILE-

Okay, maybe not. In any event, he's gone for about three or four minutes, and then he comes back on the line, sounding rather triumphant.]

1124 Taylor Road!

[promisebreaking]

Right. Maybe I should just start ignoring you. --Hurry up.

[And Akira waits! When Takumi comes back on with the road there's a bit of an impatient sound before the phone gets slammed down on the receiver. And....]

[That's right there might be someone barging into your house with no regards to the fact they weren't invited in.]

[simplykind]

[Yeah, so Takumi is still standing there in the kitchen, staring down at the phone- was Akira mad? -when Akria busts in like a...

LIKE A NINJA.

Dropping the phone! It dangles around by the cord.]

A-Akira-kun! [AUGH, PHONE. He fumbles with it and hangs it up properly, MAYBE BLUSHING. A LITTLE.]

[promisebreaking]

[BUSTING IN LIKE A NINJA IS THE ONLY WAY TO GO.

Akira slips his hands into the pockets of his pants and smirks in the teasing way.]

Man, Takumi, don't be such a girl. [playing it cool like a brosef' right now.] What did you expect me to do, anyway?

[simplykind]

[The initial shock has worn off, and Takumi is just happy to see a familiar face. Oh, fine- this familiar face. So happy, in fact, he's letting the girl comment slide.]

Knock, maybe? Since troublesome things tend to happen when people don't knock, I've noticed. [He smiles, and starts creeeeping closer.]