Milk Kun wakes up from bed and heads to the roleplay area again. He sighs of relief that he doesn't see Kojin there. He gets straight into the roleplay and pretends to be a shy ram.
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After a few minutes of roleplaying, Milk Kun spots Kojin.
Milk Kun: Oh good no..
Milk Kun and Kojin make eye contact, Milk Kun notices Kojin changed his hair color to pink and not black this time.
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Kojin walks away and does his spins. Milk Kun takes a break from roleplaying and heads to the relaxarium to check out the new clothes. After shopping, Milk Kun goes back to the roleplay room and notices Kojin playing dead. Apparently he was murdered in the roleplay.
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Milk Kun quietly watches and whispers to his best bud, Iced Coffee.
Milk Kun: What you guys doing?
Iced Coffee: We decided to play Mafia..!
Milk Kun: Without me?
Iced Coffee: I messaged you 5 times!
Milk Kun checks and sees the messages.
Milk Kun: Oh... Soz m8
After a few rounds of Mafia, Kojin drags Milk Kun to the side.
Kojin: Why do you always make that face when I am around?
Milk Kun: What face?
Kojin sighs in irritation
Kojin: The one where you go like "-.-"
Milk Kun turns away.
Milk Kun: Aren't we enemies? Or something? We're not friends... Plus, I made a bad first impression..!
Kojin rubs at his temples
Kojin: Then we will start over..
Milk Kun looks excited
Milk Kun: R-Really?
Kojin: Yeah.. But tomorrow.. I'm gonna sleep, cya!
Kojin leaves. Milk Kun shrugs and heads to his friends for more roleplaying.
