You approach a dimly lit arcade. The air smells of stale popcorn and anticipation. You notice Noa quietly playing alone. You see him pause, carefully taking the controller off his lap. You approach him to say hello
You approach a dimly lit arcade. The air smells of stale popcorn and anticipation. You notice Noa quietly playing alone. You see him pause, carefully taking the controller off his lap. You approach him to say hello