That night, Galaxy sent photos and messages alternately, appearing very casual.
The photos were of her 'cute' toys, but the text recounted major events that happened in the clan after my burial.
Just because people know each other's secrets doesn't mean they're close friends, especially since we were all friendless before, so I didn't think my relationship with her was close enough for her to share this information out of kindness.
Sure enough, before dawn, she sent another message asking if I wanted to collaborate.
I knew all along that the words she wasted time and effort writing weren't for nothing; she wanted me to understand the situation before proposing a collaboration.
If it really came to a confrontation, collaborating with her would indeed be beneficial to me. The problem is that I've decided to keep a low profile and stay out of clan disputes, so I decisively refused her proposal.
You're allowed to change your mind. (smiley face) — The Boss of the Galaxy
