[Wow, this is definitely not what Hinata expected to see when he opened his mailbox. Since there's no return address on it, he's tempted to just throw it away in case it's another one of the landlord's tricks, but his curiosity ends up getting the better of him anyway and he opens it up.]
[ and it seems to be a CD -- not from a store but a homemade one, with 'BFF!' written on the front in pink highlighter. There's a bunch of carefully drawn hearts surrounding it too.
[This is definitely the most questionable gift he's ever gotten. But it wouldn't hurt to listen to it, right...?
He goes inside and grabs a pair of headphones, sits down in front of the computer, and plugs in the headphones before inserting the CD. As he puts on the headphones, he can't help but feel a sense of dread for some reason.]
[ The first song starts off with the kind of cutesy, tinkly j-pop intro that you'd expect from a CD like this then fades out for a moment in anticipation of the rest of the song coming in --
-- and then incomprehensible death metal screaming comes blasting out of the headphones against a cacophony of drums and guitar solos. And a very Despair-inducingly familiar voice shouts to be heard over the song. ]
[Oh, this is actually pretty nice. Hinata just leans back in his chair and PROMPTLY JUMPS THE FUCK UP HOLY SHIT THIS IS NOT WHAT HE EXPECTED TO HAPPEN AT ALL.]
Wh-what the hell?!
[He's so startled by the sudden change in music that he rips his headphones off and throws them onto the table, though of course he can still hear the music blaring from them. Just as he leans forward to turn it off, he hears Junko's voice coming from the headphones. It all makes sense now.]
Dammit, Enoshima!
[Now thoroughly pissed off, Hinata turns the music off and removes the CD from the computer, breaks it in half, and tosses it in the trash can.]
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It's... a mix CD? ]
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He goes inside and grabs a pair of headphones, sits down in front of the computer, and plugs in the headphones before inserting the CD. As he puts on the headphones, he can't help but feel a sense of dread for some reason.]
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-- and then incomprehensible death metal screaming comes blasting out of the headphones against a cacophony of drums and guitar solos. And a very Despair-inducingly familiar voice shouts to be heard over the song. ]
Hinata-chaaaaan! Let's kiss and make up, okay?
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Wh-what the hell?!
[He's so startled by the sudden change in music that he rips his headphones off and throws them onto the table, though of course he can still hear the music blaring from them. Just as he leans forward to turn it off, he hears Junko's voice coming from the headphones. It all makes sense now.]
Dammit, Enoshima!
[Now thoroughly pissed off, Hinata turns the music off and removes the CD from the computer, breaks it in half, and tosses it in the trash can.]