[ Phonecall to Turin ] Waking up in a strange bed was not a familiar thing to Yuna, but at least this time she could guess whose bed it was. That meant that Turin was currently inside her small apartment in Irvine, with her apartment keys, and her car keys, and basically... all of her stuff.
After finding some clothes to throw on, she picked up his cell phone and dialed her number, hoping he was near her phone and relieved to be using her own fingers again.