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Hey, this is Yosuke. [He doesn't sound too much like he's gritting his teeth - just don't ask how many tries this recording took.] I'm probably in the middle of something right now, so if you want to leave a message, I'll get back to you. Alright, later.
[Beep!]

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Still holding part of the cracked board with his hands, he watches in slow motion as the rest of it slips down from the wall, bumping before landing squarely on top of their shoes. He's certain if he had been watching it from an outsider's point-of-view it would be hilarious. However that's not his case.
His eyes grow and he bites his lip from screaming out a profanity, something he quickly learned to keep down with his mother (there was a reason why Dojima was scared of her). That was incredibly painful. How heavy had that thing been? Like a robot, he tosses the remaining piece of wood in his hands on the side, and then just stands there, looking down. The pain continues at each pump of his heartbeat.]
...ow.
[The perfect poker face, betraying the intense pain he's currently feeling in his feet right now. Note to self: buy metal steel toe caps as soon as possible.]
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- and then, a confused moment later, opening one eye. Wait, what? He heard it touch down, he knows it landed on Souji, he thinks he can feel its weight...
Experimentally, he wiggles his toes, and finds them all in working order. Then he moves his foot back, and the rest of the board slides off the very tip of his shoe, thunking onto the concrete floor heavily enough to make the desk behind them shudder.
He looks at it blankly. Holy shit. This never happens.
...Oh, right. Souji.]
Dude! [At a loss for anything else to do, he moves to grab his partner by the arm.] Oh man, Souji, I'm so sorry! Are you hurt!? Seriously, we better come back later...