[Neku stood a few feet from the door to the apartment, staring at it. Wasn't like he'd thought this was going to go well... actually, he hadn't really thought at all. It just happened. What was he supposed to do, ignore he fact that his idol just happened to have attempted murder in the past year? ...Sort of, anyway.]
[He waited, fiddling with his headphones, sliding them on and then off again absently and wondering what Mr. H was going to do, now that he knew.]
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[He waited, fiddling with his headphones, sliding them on and then off again absently and wondering what Mr. H was going to do, now that he knew.]
[...And where the hell was Joshua, anyway?]