Have a Sweet Dream... and Rest in Grave! Part II

On the other hand… Bam was helping collect Ja's handkerchief in the basket because she saw that Ja's arm was still in a cast. Despite the kindness, Bam could not help frustratedly complaining.

“Why are you using a handkerchief? Why don’t you use tissue paper? You can wipe anything and throw it away. So, we don’t need to waste our time washing and drying it like this.”

“But I love using a handkerchief, but eh…." Ja, collecting her handkerchiefs with her uninjured hand, noticed that one of the clips was empty. She remembered yesterday when Bam helped her hang the handkerchiefs up. All the clips were used up; there was no room. It meant one of her handkerchiefs was missing.

“What is it?”

"I think one of my handkerchiefs is missing," Ja said, sweeping around the drying area in case it flew but could not find it. Bam, who was starting to get annoyed because she was hungry, rushed her friend.