15S R6 IC Contact

[mermaidkin]

[The greetings on the other end of the phone line by time of day.]

5 AM to 11 AM: Good morning, Stranger!
11 AM to 12 PM: Good day, Stranger!
12 PM to 5 PM: Good afternoon, Stranger!
5 PM to 11 PM: Good evening, Stranger!
11 PM to 5 AM: A little late, isn't it, Stranger?

[And then:] What can I do you for?

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Sometime around 0530, Friday Morning...

[backuphero]

[A folded piece of paper is slipped under Hiyori's door.

Open it?]

[mermaidkin]

[Much later, after announcements have distantly been made, Hiyori picks up the letter with one hand. Using the other, he puts the radio on the desk, and then smooths out the paper to read on top of the radio.

So it doesn't acquire any glitter.]

[backuphero]

[It's pretty obvious that this was written all in one go. There are no tear stains, as uneven as the handwriting is. It's probably for the best, that.]

[mermaidkin]

[Hiyori reads the letter for the first time standing, eyes immediately catching the very personal address in the first paragraph. He sits down and reads it a second time. He reads it a third time, fingertips tracing over the words. They're difficult, not at all because they're in English. He sits there at the otherwise empty desk, thinking, drawing no conclusions.

It takes several minutes for Hiyori to scrounge up that book, to keep this letter clean in, and writing supplies of his own. He gets down his thoughts on a sheet of paper, front and back. Then, he takes the fire rod out from his jacket, tosses the page in the air, and sets it on fire.]