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5th Treasure - [Voice]
[It'd been another one of those mornings. One of those mornings where the house felt a little emptier. Patty'd hoped she wouldn't ever have to make one of these announcements, but there's no one left to take the burden off her shoulders, now. There's only her. ... Well, her and Alexei, but she can't exactly ask him to announce this.
When she opens the journal, she tries to make her voice sound as airy as possible. Of course, she doesn't entirely succeed. There's a kind of stuffiness to her tone that makes it seem as if she's got a bad cold.]
To everyone who knew her, Estelle's gone back home. There's a small ocean of library books in her room, so I guess I'll have to return those myself, ya know.
So... While I've got this thing open, I might as well ask. Anyone here handy with a pair of scissors and a mop of hair? My locks've been getting longer than a whale's tail, ya know. I could use a good cut.
When she opens the journal, she tries to make her voice sound as airy as possible. Of course, she doesn't entirely succeed. There's a kind of stuffiness to her tone that makes it seem as if she's got a bad cold.]
To everyone who knew her, Estelle's gone back home. There's a small ocean of library books in her room, so I guess I'll have to return those myself, ya know.
So... While I've got this thing open, I might as well ask. Anyone here handy with a pair of scissors and a mop of hair? My locks've been getting longer than a whale's tail, ya know. I could use a good cut.
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