I don't know quite what to write about last Friday. It wasn't as if I could ignore the ruckus going on on this floor. I think.. No.. I just don't know what to think
...I think I may need some therapy.. what the hell, Ryuuken? What.. the.. hell?!
Kurosaki, has that package arrived yet? It was dispatched last week for crying out loud, it should be there... you wouldn't be keeping it down there just to annoy me now, would you?
Ichimaru-san, sir, I will be along shortly to pick up my keyboard. Thank-you for keeping it until I could come and collect it. I trust it has been kept safely and no buttons have ended up in coffee?
Orihime. I have nearly completed your dress. These things do not usually take me so long, but it hasn't seemed quite right yet. I do hope that it will be worth the wait. Perhaps.. ah.. umm, never mind.