Later, someone requested a game: tell a two-line story using only three of the handle’s parts. BJi obliged with a grin and a comet of animated stars: "Pakei tudung — she hid the map under the fold. Bunga0405 — the map led to a rooftop where the moon was serving tea." Laughter spilled down the scroll bar. People started building on the image: a rooftop tea service, moonlight steam curling like calligraphy, strangers sharing umbrellas and stories.