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“DJaaaayyyy..” Moon drawled out, spinning his head to the side. DJ still refused to look at them, his front arms crossed over each other from where he sat on his stage.
Moon simply giggled, lowering the wire to be more at height with The DJ. He brought his hand forward palm up, wanting him to copy the motion. DJ seemed to side-eye him for a moment before hesitantly doing the same, curious to see what Moon would do, which he expressed in a questioning beep?
Moon lowered himself more to easier reach his hands with their own. They reached down, patting his hand in a specific rhythm.
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DJ stayed silent, looking down at them. Moon took this opportunity to explain, “It’s remorse code.”
DJ let out a series of angry beeps, physically pushing Moon away before turning around to hide in the arcades tunnels, leaving Moon to clutch his sides with laughter.