Topher wandered into the common room and flopped down to eat some popcorn.
Huh. The TV was on. And muted.
So he unmuted it.
Oh, hey! It was that song he liked.
In commercial form. Awesome!
Until it had played eleven times in a row and wouldn't mute or turn off no matter how much he fiddled with the machine. Then it was less awesome.
After thirty minutes of tinkering with wires, Topher thought he understood why Ramona had punched him for playing this song that time. It... wasn't very good.
After an hour? He wanted this woman gone from the Earth.
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