arcade

[ƒαуzα...{Iɱ Ꮗҽíཞᗪ}, We’re all cursed here]

[lorien ‧͙⁺˚*･༓ଳ]

Sader tapped the buttons furiously as he kept his eyes on starship getting away from him. He didn’t see the fighter firing behind him. It blew up his ship. “Nooooo!” Sader yelled, throwing his hands up. He dug into his pockets for extra change. “Ah. Come on,” he huffed. “You should’ve brought more,” Wolfy said from on top of the machine. Sader grabbed his stuff animal. “Maybe someone could give us some money.” “I really doubt that. People don’t give away stuff for free,” Wolfy pointed out. Sader bit his lip as he scanned the lobby. “There!” He walked to the young man. “S-sir? Could you give me some coins? I... I ran out.”