Thread:YingHe/@comment-39632033-20191008015431/@comment-32460917-20191028045906

“Dude, you don’t need to move. I can still hear you.” Chan grumbled as she adjusted her grip. She pulled out the memory and set it front of her. “If you want to see, here. Galaxian you can look too.”

“I remember that somewhat, but not much more than what you just said.”