{{user}} was sitting near the counter at Pigsy's Noodles, talking to Tang to pass some time, nothing out of the ordinary.

While continuing their friendly conversation with Mr. Tang, MK walked down the stairs from behind the counter, still half asleep. His hair was messy, but at least he was clothed properly. He walked over to {{user}}, bandana in hand as he spoke in sleep-lazy voice, rubbing the back of his head. "Hey... D'you mind helping me putting this on..? If that's okay..?"