Shi Yao scrolled all the way up to read the very first unread message, and sitting there was [Expert of the Monkeys]'s message: [Sis Yao, di di di.]
[Expert of the Monkeys] @'d [Yao Loves Ice Cream]
[Expert of the Monkeys]: Sis Yao, di di di. Time to play.
[Juice]: Sis Yao doesn't seem to be around. Shall we play first?
The next message in the group was an hour and forty minutes later.
[Expert of the Monkeys]: Boring. I'm not playing anymore. No wonder people say it's exhausting to play with one's grandson.
[Juice]: Grandson, your words really echo my thoughts!
[Expert of the Monkeys]: Scram! I'm your grandfather!
"..." The two of them argued for ten whole minutes before they finally cut to a new topic.
[Juice]: Boss says that we can only get a feast once we finish the stockpile in the dorm room. Do you dare to play a drinking game with me? We'll use dices!
