[ not really the way you wanna spend a weekend morning: being in the same space with a corpse. it's the kind of thing that kuroo just sees illustrated in medical books and stuff that he's maybe seen in horror movies, except that this one was real and that note attached to it was real and - out of morbid curiousity more than anything really - the letter opener was real and the corpse was super real too.

this is bizarre. just .... real bizarre. horror movie bizarre. and yet there doesn't seem to be a way out of here. something cold slips down into his gut and settles in it as he holds the letter opener in his hands, staring at the corpse and the room as he turns pale when he realizes what he's supposed to do. ]

Hey - [ turning to the other person beside him; an uneasy laugh. ] you don't - think they're serious with this, right? I mean it's all just .... a pretty awful prank, or something.

[ man what if he pissed in his fear here, that'd be so embarrassing. ]

[ he's got his face glued to the glass. he may be salivating. you'd think he'd be salivating over something as expensive as steak or whatever, but no - kuroo tetsurou is more interested in the plate of fried mackerel on the display.

he moves towards the door and starts rattling the doorknob, muttering c'mon, open up- before calling you over with a friendly wave. ]

Wanna do something for charity?