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“Why, I don’t drink that much.” Len says slurring his words more than an alcoholic.
“Len, you downed a whole 397,000 bottles of vodka.” Fukase says concerned for Len’s health.
“Haha, very funny.” Len says sarcastically.
“I’m not joking, you literally downed 397,000 bottles of vodka.” Fukase says even more concerned about Len and Fukase points at 397,000 empty bottles of vodka.
“Oh, I am sorry.” Len says not realising the severity of his actions.
“You are getting help.” Fukase says as it is final.
“Fine, but you're paying.” Len says trying to stand up but fails as a shooter shoots him through the window and he dies.
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“WHY THE FUCK DID I DRINK 397,000 BOTTLES OF VODKA AND WHY DID SOMEONE SHOOT ME THOUGH THE WINDOW.” Len screams at the top of his lungs.
“What the fuck?” Miku says confused.
“What happened?” Len says confused.
“You drank 40 liters of Benzodiazepines.” Miku says to Len.
“How?” Len says still pretty confused.
“The fuck would I know.” Miku says.
“Hey Miku.” Rin says as she walks in.
“Hey Rin.” Len says embarrassedly.
“Hey Len, how are you feeling?” Rin says knowing Len will say that he feels like shit but still wants to ask.
“Like shit.” Len says as he gets a massive headache.
“Figured.” Rin says knowing she was right.
“Where is Fukase?” Len says remembering what he and Fukase did before this whole mess. (Note for readers: they fucked.)
“You know we all know you fucked Fukase right?” Miku says to Len.
“Or rather he fucked you.” Kaito walks in.
“How many people have I fucked.” Len says (Note: his brain isn’t braining).
“Pretty much all of the vocaloids.” Miku says.
“It’s pretty impressive.” Meiko says as she walks in.
“Wait, does that mean I fucked all of you?” Len says super confused.
“Yeah, you did every vocaloid ever.” Meiko says.
“Even the dead ones?” Len says.
“When they were alive, you fucked them.” Fukase says walking in.
“Wow that's…” Len says trailing off at Fukase’s face.
“Maybe, me and Len should go to a private room.” Fukase says knowing that face all too well.
As Fukase pushes Len into a private room they sit on the bed as Len coughs to clear his mouth.
“YOU HAVE FUCKED EVERY SINGLE VOCALOID.” Fuakse shouts directly into Len’s ear.
“No, I have only fucked over 4,000 voice synthesizer.” Len says hoping that helps his case.
“OVER 4,000 VOICE SYNTHESIZER’S, WHAT THE FUCK, HOW THE FUCK, WHY THE FUCK?” Fukase shouts at full volume.
“It isn’t that bad.” Len says not realizing most people haven’t fucked 4,000 people.
“MOST PEOPLE HAVEN’T EVEN FUCKED 10 PEOPLE LEN.” Fukase says, even more angry now.
“Really?” Len says genuinely confused.
“YES SOME PEOPLE DON’T EVER FUCK 1 PERSON.” Fukase says, angry and confused how Len doesn’t know how rare this is.
“Wow, people are weird.” Len says even more confused than before.
“YOUR WEIRD.” Fukase says annoyed at Len.