[ Yuuri's been... coping since Tuesday, for the most part. She's been dragging herself around at a bit of a loss, going through the usual motions of her day. She's exhausted and restless all at once and it's frustrating not knowing what the right thing to do is. It's understandable then that she forgets to take a proper look at what the little dumbwaiter is holding -- she'd taken the instant ramen and that was it. Now though, she figures she might as well see just in case she has something that belongs to anyone. There's a little pedal car, some sort of pill bottle and... what's this can...?
Anyone passing by room five in the morning will hear the dulcet tones of a blaring airhorn only just barely drowning out an accompanying shriek of surprise. Good morning, IGS Fantasy Sweet.
After dinner, Yuuri parks herself in the dining room so she can kill two birds with one stone. She's picking away at her dinner and it looks like she's yard sarding away the garbage she was given. Please. Please take all of it away. ]
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Anyone passing by room five in the morning will hear the dulcet tones of a blaring airhorn only just barely drowning out an accompanying shriek of surprise. Good morning, IGS Fantasy Sweet.
After dinner, Yuuri parks herself in the dining room so she can kill two birds with one stone. She's picking away at her dinner and it looks like she's yard sarding away the garbage she was given. Please. Please take all of it away. ]