Chapter 3: After Hours

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⚠️Also I forgot to mention that this story is somewhat ooc. Not entirely, like the personalities from the games are still there, just changed a bit. For example I kind of got rid of Miu's whole nervous thing she does, which I'm sure you know about, and I made Kokichi less mean to Miu and that him and her are friends cuz... period ig⚠️

⚠️A LOT OF SWEARING... honestly just remember Miu is in it. I think that's all the warning I need to give ⚠️

(Time skip to after work cuz period ig)

Third Person POV:

As Shuichi got into his car to drive back home to his college dorm, he heard a knock on his car window. He rolled it down and standing outside of it was none other than Kaede Akamatsu, his childhood friend and current best friend to this day.
"Hey Shuichi! What are you doing here?"
"Oh. I actually work at this Papa John's right here. It's my first day actually." Her eyes widened and she smiled brightly.
"Wait no way! I work at the Piano Class down the street. We should hang out on our lunch breaks! You could even come in and hear my students play piano some time! They're just so talented!" I completely forgot that Kaede worked over there. I mean, she talks about Piano a lot but when it comes to her job, she only mentioned it one time and left it at that.
"I would love that Kaede."
"Soooooooo, how was your first day at your first job!," she asked excitedly. I took a deep breath in and out.
"Stressful," I said, rubbing my steering wheel like that would help my frustration.
"Awww, why?" She put a hand on my shoulder. I rubbed the bridge of my nose like I did before and started talking.
"This purple haired dude came in and gave me a hard time about his order, saying he wanted a burger or something and he kept going 'uuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh' like I had all the time in the world and that there wasn't a line of people behind him. My co-worker was laughing at the situation for some reason and then even one of the chefs from the kitchen came to see what the commotion was. The rest of the day was fine, but for that to be the beginning of it? It was just...ugh" I put my head down on my steering wheel and my car horn went off.
"Go home and rest okay? Today is another day! And hey! Maybe Tenko and Himiko can cheer you up!" Ah yes. Tenko Chabashira and Himiko Yumeno, my college roommates. I still remember the first time I walked into my dorm for the first time. Tenko nearly flipped her shit when she saw me walk through the door, hiding her girlfriend Himiko behind her. She said things like "I am not living with a degenerate male!" and "Don't you dare lay a finger on Himiko!" I was terrified to say the least, but soon Himiko calmed her down and she introduced herself, being very cautious while doing so. Soon Tenko got used to Shuichi living in the dorm with them and surprisingly, they all became quite close.
"Thank you again Kaede. I guess I'll be heading home now. You need a ride?"
"No! My car's just that way! I'll see you later, Shuichi!," she said with her usual optimistic tone and ran towards her car. I pulled out of the parking lot and made my way to the dorm, only to be greeted by an unexpected surprise.
"Kiibo?" Once I walked through the door, I saw Kiibo sitting down at our dining room table, well, it was more like the living room and the dining room table. Our dorm is pretty small. (Also kiibo will go by they/them in this story because I like the idea of nonbinary Kiibo)
"Oh! Hello Shuichi!," Kiibo said, smiling brightly.
"How did you get in here?," I asked, scratching the back of my head.
"Well you see. I-"
"Pooichi! You're back early!" Miu yelled, walking out of the bathroom, her clothes covered in black oil and tons of water.
"What are you guys doing here?," I asked, very confused.
"Tencrotch called me earlier, saying the sink in your guys bathroom wasn't fuckin' working and she wanted me to fix it while they were at work, so she gave me the key to the dorm and I've been working on that shit all day! Even brought Keebs over there to keep me company and shit!," she answered and laughed her signature laugh.
"HEHEHE! (IDK ANY OTHER WAY TO EXPRESS HER LAUGH SO TAKE THIS HVJSKCYSKJGJYFYSH😭🤚✨) No need to thank me. Just the gorgeous girl genius Miu Iruma doing what she does best!" Miu Iruma. Always the loud type. Ever since highschool she's been like this. Wouldn't be surprised if she acted like that for the rest of her life.
"That's great Miu, but Tenko and Himiko left for work the same time I did. Did it really take that long to fix it?" She rolled her eyes and out a hand on Shuichi's shoulder.
"Listen Depresso Espresso, it doesn't matter why it took so long, a-"
"It's because you renovated more than just the sink, isn't it!," I asked with a straight face.
"You bet your ass I fuckin' did!," she yelled, punching my forearm. I winced.
"Suck it up and follow me! You too Kiibo! You've been sitting there all goddamn day!" I could hear Kiibo get up from their seat and follow me and Miu into... MY BEDROOM!?!?
"Miu why are we in my bedroom!? What the fuck did you do!?" Miu turned around.
"Woah Pooichi! Watch the fucking language, man! And to answer your question, VUALA!" A TV dropped down from the sealing... and broke of the iron bars it was held to and fell onto the ground, shattering.
"Miu?," I asked, very annoyed.
"Ok, but in my defense... it wasn't meant to do that," she said, smiling a obviously forced grin. I groaned from frustration and fell face first on my bed.
"Are you okay Shuichi? You seem... what's the word I'm looking for?," Kiibo asked, tapping their chin.
"Stressed as fuck!?," Miu blurted out.
"Yes actually! As Miu puts it, you seem stressed as f word." (BHEKVYWVEG VC WC IM CACKLING AT MY OWN WRITING WHAT THEVEVWHVYV)
"You would be right then. Today at work was just so stressful. I don't expect you to listen to me talk about it, but-"
Kiibo sat down on my bed and put a hand on my back. Miu was still standing, but I knew she was looking at me without even seeing her.
"What happened?," Kiibo asked, concern and worry filling their voice. I took a deep breath and spoke. I told them about the interview, the customer, my co-worker, the chef, even about me talking to Kaede.
"Jeez Pooichi. Your day fucking sucked, oh, and by the way, was the purple haired customer by any chance short and wearing something checkered?," Miu asked.
"Well now that you mention it, yeah he was."
"No fucking way! I knew that bitch sounded familiar! Do you remember Kokichi, Pooichi!?" Oh. My. Atua.
"KOKICHI OMA!?," I asked. "You mean the president of the student council and the boy who used to shake panta bottles and throw them over occupied bathroom stalls Kokichi Oma!?" (IDEK WHAT THE LAST PART IS BUT... I just feel like he would... like genuinely.)
"Yep! We still talk sometimes! Didn't know he still lived around here!," she said wrapping an arm around Kiibo's shoulder after they finally got up from Shuichi's bed. Then Miu's phone dinged.
"Who texted you?," I asked the female inventor.
"Kokichi! Says he wants to meet up and 'reunite' as he puts it."
"Well that is technically what it would be-"
"Yeah yeah, whatever Pooichi. Do you wanna join? I'm sure he would wanna see you after all these years!" I stood up and stretched.
"Are you kidding? He stressed me out at work today. Of course I don-"
"One, two-"
"Miu why are you counting-"
Before she could get to three or I could finish my sentence, the door in the living room slammed open and all of a sudden I heard a voice that I hoped I would never hear again in my life.
"Miu! Kiibo!... Papa John's guy?"

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