Life kind of sucks without Naruto around to keep her fully distracted. Sakura's come to discover that maybe all this time she's been using him as just that instead of coming to terms with everything that's happened with the war back home. Her life has been fairly easy up until that point because no matter what, she could always return home at the end of a long mission and kick off her shoes to relax only to be harped at by her mother. That was alright, but this? Being sent off to another world without any indication of what's happened? Difficult. It was too difficult for her to overcome. The dead were alive, the enemy was now their ally, and the guilt that came from knowing all of this was too much for her.

Add in the fact that Naruto's been out in a coma for the past few days and Sakura's mood has completely tanked. Not that she's willing to show it, in fact this is the first bout of privacy she's had in a while. Refusing to leave Naruto's side, his parents had been kind enough to accommodate that, but everyone needs to wash off sometime. This is why she's in the bath tub late at night with her PokeGear in hand. See, she comes from a world where technology isn't all that accessible to others her age so things like accidental recordings or slippery electronics are foreign to her.

Not for much longer will this subject be unfamiliar to her.

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    [ VIDEO: LATE NIGHT ]
[ This video abruptly starts from the floor of a bathroom (easy enough to tell because there's a rug resting on linoleum and what appears to be porcelain nearby) with a blood-curdling scream. Splashes can be heard and soon enough there's shoulders along with sopping wet pink hair plastered along it leaning over the PokeGear. ]

P-Pervert! [ She's screaming at someone or something nearby as the splashes continue. Is her attacker in the bathtub now? Bubbles are flying everywhere in a convenient manner just to keep anyone from seeing anything sensitive on her body as she scoots back out of sight. ] I'll kill you! Where's that curling iron?! I'll fry you so hard you'll zap right back out that window!

[ Suddenly, something even more horrifying than the thought of a pervert comes into view. It leans over the side of the bathtub and points a fin towards the PokeGear as though to warn her that this was live.

Unfortunately, it doesn't last for long before a bar of soap smacks it back into the water with a loud thud. But hey Naruto, she found your mom's missing fish! A shame he's not here to have an excuse to jump in to 'save the day'. ]

    [ TEXT: EARLY MORNING ]
Seems as though a message was sent out from my PokeGear last night.
Disregard it.
Can anyone tell me if a Feebas is worth keeping around?
I'm torn between frying it up for lunch today or kicking it out.
Seems pretty useless all around.

By the way, has there even been a time when someone's failed to wake up from a coma within a week?
I'd like to know for medical reasons.
This world is strange when it comes to what's proper and what's not with the human body.
Please advise only if you're familiar with it.
No speculation today.