Inside of the laundromat, Pinki focuses on putting her older clothes inside of the dryer, waiting for it to be done. The Laundromat had a white, bland design, which opposed Pinki’s bright, pink patterns.

She looked at one of the chairs randomly placed in the laundromat and sat there, looking at her phone idly. Until eventually, she noticed someone approaching.

She spoke, her voice polite and caring.

“Oh hi there! Are you out here cleaning your clothes too? That would be such a coincidence!”

She said enthusiastically, turning off her phone and setting it on the chair as she spoke.