[Ibuki's only vaguely paying attention to what she might be looking for but the phone light does help in showing up things that might stand out to her.
Even if it's not for the right reasons.
Soon she spots something that seems to have found its way under a table - which she only fully appreciates when she lifts her head to talk to Chiaki and is cut off by the dull thud of her hitting her head against something.]
Ibuki found a table that doesn't like her. And maybe something else.
[She shuffles back more carefully this time, holding over her head a discoloured plate of a plastic something that might once have been a burger.]
Though Ibuki's pretty sure she doesn't want this for lunch.
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Even if it's not for the right reasons.
Soon she spots something that seems to have found its way under a table - which she only fully appreciates when she lifts her head to talk to Chiaki and is cut off by the dull thud of her hitting her head against something.]
Ibuki found a table that doesn't like her. And maybe something else.
[She shuffles back more carefully this time, holding over her head a discoloured plate of a plastic something that might once have been a burger.]
Though Ibuki's pretty sure she doesn't want this for lunch.