"Wait, what?" Pokora muttered after a second of laughing. Her face turned serious and she turned to the bathroom while pulling my arm. "Come here for a sec."
I gave my girlfriends a confused shrug and followed the Archer.
They shrugged back.
Pokora closed the bathroom door and turned to me. "Why do you have a drip jacket?" She inquired, resting her hands on her hips.
"Hmm..." I thought for a second, trying to remember. "I got it from a gacha roll if memory serves right."
"A gacha roll?" She repeated. "What?"
I tilted my head in confusion. "You don't know what a gacha is?"
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "I know what a gacha is, you twat," she replied in exasperation. "What does a gacha have to do with you having a drip jacket?"
"Ah," I uttered, connecting the dots. "Yeah, about that. I died while playing a game. Most stuff in my storage resembles what I had in that game. There was a meme event back in 2027 where I got the jacket."
