[The click of the key turning in the lock can be heard, and a moment after it softly closes - not quite as carefully as could have been, maybe. Dull steps on the floor; abused straw sandals crickle.]
I'm home! ... what? Ah, I was... out... busy...
Mh, yeah. Going to bed now. Telling you later.
[Rustling of cloth, and then her voice is closer. Heavy breaths make uncomfortable noises.]
Oh, this was on? It really... likes doing that at the worst moments. But...
To anyone who helped: thank you. You're wonderful. You're really... really great.
( Long OOC note of some importance. )
I'm home! ... what? Ah, I was... out... busy...
Mh, yeah. Going to bed now. Telling you later.
[Rustling of cloth, and then her voice is closer. Heavy breaths make uncomfortable noises.]
Oh, this was on? It really... likes doing that at the worst moments. But...
To anyone who helped: thank you. You're wonderful. You're really... really great.
( Long OOC note of some importance. )