[the transmission clicks on and there's some shuffling around in bedroom slippers, dresser drawers opening and closing while he sings, to the tune of "Merrily We Go Around"]Suzaku's coming home today, home today, home today...~
[there's a pause while he gets dressed; the only indication of this is a few buckles snapping, and some swearing at 'stupid boots with weird-ass straps that have nothing to do with it's fastening make-up'; then he's heard clumping around]Suzaku's coming home today, home today, home today~ Suzaku's coming home today, home today~
[the voice transmission clicks off; text begins now]Suzaku's coming home today!
May I just say that that was the longest week of my life?
But my Suzaku is coming home today...~
( Semi-hackable: To-do list )