Chris had some extra time because he missed breakfast, and decided to finish this with a hang over. It's simple. On Diego's desk, he left two compilation CDs, one with a black cover, one with a white cover, based entirely on the idea Levi gave him. They're basically mixed tapes, one with super depressing shit that sounds a lot like that Sufjan Stevens shit. It even features some of their songs. The other one is less depressing, but still ridiculously indie shit. Which was obnoxiously time consuming, because Chris actually had to listen to this shit all the way through. But they represent the good days and the bad days. Inside the cover of each CD is a track list.
Tucked in between the CDs is a note that simply says