Me: *looking through letter* Another dare, another day for entertainment. *hears doorbell go off* Oo! My new game is here! *leaves letter on table and goes to door*

707: *looks around and sees the coast is clear* Hehe~, my time to shine! *grabs the letter and looks over it* This should be interesting. Now, where is that blonde bookworm?

Armin: *peeks through the doorway* Was I called?

707: Ayyyee, my buddy, my chum, my good ol' friend, I have something to ask of you.

Armin: Is it something that has to do with that letter?

707: Why yes it does! Tell me, do you know of ASMR?

Armin: ASMR? *tilts head*

707: Oh my Buddah chips... You have a bit to learn.

Armin: ...Should I be scared?

707: Maybe.

*few minutes later*

*707's room*

707: Ok so basically all you have to do is whisper softly into this sensitive mic here *taps the microphone* and just use some of the items I laid out and just do whatever!

Armin: Umm... I-I don't think I can do this...

707: Nonsense! Now go get'em, tiger! *pushes the chair, which Armin is in, up to the desk and leaves the room*

Armin: *sitting at the desk nervously* *looks at the microphone* .... *starts whispering into the microphone* U-Um... Hello... Welcome to my ASMR... Today we're, um, going to listen to a few items I have here. This is my first time... so I expect to not be very good at this. First we have some... bubble wrap... *picks up the bubble wrap and starts to crinkle it* Hey this isn't too bad. *puts down the bubble wrap* Next, the sound of feathers. *grabs a feather duster and uses it against the microphone* Next--

707: *kicks door open* THE SOUND OF AN AIR HORN IN YA FACE!! *uses the air horn near the microphone*

Armin: *covers his ears* Ah! I thought this was supposed to be quiet and soft!

Me: *runs into the room* What the hell is with the yelling?

707: *turns around and hides the air horn* Noooothing!

Me: Ok come on, cough it up. *holds out hand* Give me the air horn.

707: Aww, you're no fun... but you're gonna have to catch me first! *runs past me and out of the room*

Me: SEVEN GET BACK HERE! *notices Armin* Oh there you are. Your book came in, but I thought it was my new game. *tosses the box with the book in it to him*

Armin: *stumbles with the package before catching it*

Me: Now if you'll excuse me, I have a red-headed, chip-loving prankster to catch. *goes out of the room* SEVEN I SWEAR I'LL DESTROY ALL YOUR SNACKS IF YOU DON'T COME BACK HERE!

Armin: *sighs while rubbing the back of his head* I think ASMR isn't for me....

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