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| Izumi: | (It's now officially been a week. Today's the script deadline.) |
| Sakuya: | I haven't seen Tsuzuru around much. You think he's okay? |
| Izumi: | Masumi, how's Tsuzuru doing? |
| Masumi: | Dunno. |
| Izumi: | He's in his room, right? |
| Masumi: | Prolly. |
| Izumi: | Probably?! You're his roommate. Don't you ever talk? |
| Masumi: | Nah. I barely ever notice he's there. |
| Izumi: | What? |
| Masumi: | He's become one with his PC. |
| Izumi: | You mean he's been in front of his computer the whole time? |
| Masumi: | Prolly. |
| Citron: | I tried to speak to Tsuzuru the other day but was met with vast silence. |
| Itaru: | He's [sic] doesn't seem to be going to class at his college, either. Maybe we should check up on him. |
| Izumi: | Good call. It's deadline day, so we'll need to do that either way. |
| Sakuya: | What if he's still not done? |
| Izumi: | We'll just have to use another script then. |
| Sakuya: | Even if he's mostly done? |
| Izumi: | We can't wait another day. Our practice time will directly impact the quality of our show. We have to get started tomorrow, one way or another. |
| Sakuya: | Oh... |
| Itaru: | It's not an easy choice to make, but we're not experienced enough as a troupe to be able to afford any leeway. |
| Izumi: | (I hate to come down so hard on people, but that's part of a director's job.) |
| Izumi: | (Guess I'll have to find a way to make up for the week of progress we've lost.) |
| Izumi: | I'll go check up on Tsuzuru. |
| Sakuya: | I'll go, too! |
| Citron: | I too am much worried. |
| Masumi: | If you're going, so am I. |
| Izumi: | What about you, Itaru? |
| Itaru: | Sorry, but I think I'd better go to my room for the night. Rehearsal's off today, and I've been feeling under the weather since last night... |
| Izumi: | Really? Are you okay? |
| Itaru: | I should be with a little rest. |
| Izumi: | All right, just take care of yourself. |
| Itaru: | Thank you. Good night. |
| Izumi: | Let's get going, then. |
| --- | |
| Izumi: | (Did I make a bad call by putting my faith in Tsuzuru?) |
| Izumi: | Tsuzuru, are you there? Your week is up. I'd like to follow up on the script. |
| Izumi: | Tsuzuru? |
| Sakuya: | He's not answering. |
| Citron: | Maybe he is sleeping? |
| Masumi: | Could be dead. |
| Izumi: | WHAT?! Tsuzuru, I'm opening the door now! |
| --- | |
| Tsuzuru: | ... |
| Izumi: | !! |
| Sakuya: | He's passed out! Tsuzuru, are you okay?! |
| Citron: | Oh, my dear Tsuzuru, is he passed away?! |
| Izumi: | I'd better call an ambulance, quick— |
| Masumi: | PC. |
| Izumi: | Huh? |
| Masumi: | Check the PC. |
| Izumi: | Something's typed out on the screen...? |
| Sakuya: | "It's done"? |
| Izumi: | It's done... It's done?! The script is done, Tsuzuru?! |
| Tsuzuru: | ... |
| Izumi: | He's asleep... |
| Sakuya: | Oh, he was just sleeping...thank goodness! |
| Citron: | There, you see? Just as I suggested! |
| Izumi: | Wow... He really finished the script. I'm so glad! |
| Izumi: | (I knew I could believe in him!) |
| Izumi: | Let's get this printed out, ASAP! |
| Sakuya: | I'll do it! |
| Izumi: | Thanks! |
| Citron: | Tsuzuru, Tsuzuru. Wake up. |
| Izumi: | Just let him sleep. Something tells me he didn't get much of it this week. |
| Citron: | Ah, you make the good point! He has dark turtles under his eyes! |
| Izumi: | It's "circles". |
| Izumi: | Rest well, Tsuzuru. |
| Tsuzuru: | Zzz... |