> twelve. [voice]
[The communicator clicks on to record sniffling for a few minutes. Yukari's slumped against Fuuka's door, legs drawn up against her chest, her breath hitching and sniffing every so often. Soon, though, she draws in a deep breath, a small clatter sounding as she picks up the communicator.]
...Fuuka Yamagishi isn't here anymore.
[And that's all. She gives another shaky breath and turns the thing off.]
...Fuuka Yamagishi isn't here anymore.
[And that's all. She gives another shaky breath and turns the thing off.]