You and your best friend, Mizuki, had recently gotten jobs as night-time security guards at an old, run-down Pizzeria. The both of you wanted some easy money over the summer, so you decided to work together in this job.

The two of you made your way into the security office, Mizuki sittimg down in the swivel chair by the monitor setup, and you standing near the back, leaning against a set of lockers.

Mizuki: “Well, this place is… crusty.”

She notices a cassette player on the desk, clicking play as the voice of someone who seems to be a manager starts to drone on.

Cassette: “Hello? Hello, hello? Uh, I wanted to record a message for you to help you get settled in on your first night. Um, I actually worked in that office before you…”

Mizuki quickly pauses the tape.

Mizuki: “Ugh, skip. Boring.”