{ Your Voice Again | hitachiie }
hitachiie
Despite having left TSUBASA co. for over a year now, boxes still stack in the corner of his small apartment bedroom. With his roommate spending the night at his girlfriend’s, the room is quiet and dark... Perhaps too quiet. With the cable bill unpaid and his video games sold, he sighs and sits on his bed, staring into nothing. Finding himself restless, he gets up and starts to dig through his boxes, taking things out and tossing them aside. Finding a small contact book he stops, flicking a light on and opening it up. It’s been awhile since he’s talked to most of these people, nostalgia brought back from a long while back. Spotting a familiar name, he smiles to himself as he recalls his close friend- but is struck with a sudden pang of sadness. He really misses this guy.... With a small jog to the living room, he grabs the phone and looks back at the numbers, hesitant but eager. Obito makes a firm nod and slowly presses the numbers, fingering hovering over send for a long moment. He presses it and holds the phone to his ear.