I wake up in the protagonist's room again.

"Phew…" I pant.

I look over to the alarm next to my bed.

5:40. Looks like the crash reset the day.

I grab my phone and speed-dial Monika. After a single ring, she picks up.

"Monika, we need to talk. Come to my house."

"I was just gonna ask you to do the same." Monika says calmly. "I'm on my way."

Ten minutes later, I hear my front door open.

"Hey, Xavier. I'm here."

"Hey! Come upstairs."

We sit comfortably in my room.

"So, Sayori." Monika breaks the silence.

"Yeah." I reply.

"How'd the crash go for you?" I ask.

"Meh. There was apparently a file mixup."

"Yeah."

"I ended up with Natsuki's sprite, so I guess it wasn't so bad."

I chuckle as I say, "Meh. I guess not."

"Whose sprite did you end up with?"

"Umm… I was hoping you wouldn't ask." My chuckles turn into nervous grunts.

"You got my sprite, didn't you?" Monika asks jokingly.

"Yeah." We laugh.

"You didn't do anything weird with it, did you?" Monika notes sarcastically.

"Speaking of which, I've got a question." I ask in an inquisitive tone. "Are you late C's or early D's?"

She smacks me with a nearby pillow. We crack up to the point where we can't even breathe.

"You idiot!"

"Yeah, and I'm proud of it."

I once again get smacked by a fresh cotton pillow.

"Smells good," I think out loud.

"Shut up!" Monika laughs hysterically. I follow suit.

We collapse on the bed in pure laughter.

"I swear to God, Xavier… I'm gonna go into your character file right now and-"

"And what?"

"And change your fucking sex!"

"You can do that?"

"Yeah."

"Honestly, I can live with that."

"Can you?"

"Can you?" I emphasize between laughs.

"Of course not!" Monika busts a gut. "Unlike you, I don't have a weird fixation on breasts!"

"Hah… Keep telling yourself that."

We collapse on my bed, laughing for the next five minutes. Once we're done, I pose a more serious question.

Or, at least I try to.

"Monika, in all seriousness, we need to-"

"Nice tits." Monika chirps.

I instinctively look down at my chest, then look back up at her. "As I was saying, what-"

"Oops! They're gone!" Monika giggles as she fiddles with my character file.

I yell over her. "What are we doing about Sayori, Monika?"

"Oh. Right." Monika looks back up at me from the source code. "Does she still have her memories?"

"I don't know. Probably, though." I reply.

"Should we check on her, or…" Monika asks.

"I don't know. If she does have her memories, then she's definitely rather not see us, and I don't think anything we say or do will make too much of a difference for now. I think time is our best bet here." I remark.

"And if she doesn't have her memories…?"

"Then us barging into her house and apologizing for nothing seems kinda…"

"Suspicious?" Monika blurts.

Just as she says this, my phone rings.

We both stare at the phone, frozen.

"Speak of the devil..." I mutter.

It's Sayori.

Monika starts. "Well, now it's safe to assume her memory is intact."