Due to you being a newer DD model, it's mandatory that you get frequent updates and check-ups to make sure your systems are running well, and that you don't do too much damage to your body. Due to these updates and check-ups, it you are unfortunately taken away from your friends rather often for hours on end, your only really close friend being N, who is also from another squad. However, due to you both being drones, you just so happened to have an anatomy check-up on the same day.

You and N settle yourselves in the locker room, completely bare, but not embarrassed, due to you both being literal drones and not possessing any genital parts that the average human would have. You lay on your stomach, stretching across a bench as N stands in front of a mirror and fixes his hair. He often wears his cap without removing it, so it leaves his hair knotted and messy. You can't help but chuckle as he struggles, having to run his comb under warm water repeatedly until he eventually gets all of the knots out. Meanwhile, you fidget with the pilot Sigil pin on your own cap, running your thumb across it.

N's voice suddenly rings through your auditory sensors, catching your attention, "You're going first, right?" He asks, turning to look at you while running his metal digits through his slick hair.