Parasite

Part 7

They sat at a glass table that have blobs of colour and a tacky orange pencil holder that is stuff with satchel of sugars three different kinds. The salt and pepper where of old Packman and Ghost shakers that the colours have started to fade. Toby ordered Americano that sat in a metal cup. West is devouring a chocolate cake with gusto with a caramel milkshake in the metal cup that it is froth in with a paper straw of little balloons. Toby looks around seeing quirky objects of old figurines and one wall made up of Pokémon playing cards. "What is this place?"

A thick slurp of the last of the milkshake came out loud. "It's a place with excellent cake." West said.

"Yeah but what is it? I have not seen these things before." Toby reaches out picking up the salt shaker of a yellow ball with eyes and a red big mouth. West eye came a little wider.

"Really?" West stare back "from all the yammering that Richie does about all the games you win at; you don't know this stuff."

Toby lean back crossing his arms, 

West sighs "This was before games came under irrelevant to the progress to society"

The exoskeleton become red upon hearing this "Well we still have games."

West snorted "Okay then list what games there are that is not educational."

Toby counted with his fingers stating each one "One adventure games, two role playing games and three war games, they being the biggest three and I am sure there are more."

West smirked "One those adventure games are not make believe it is propaganda, when playing look over it with a critical eye; two role playing games is a way to control you and your thinking, and three have you received military mail about joining?" West smile grew even bigger "You have; that's because every other county or planet are wary about our leader."

Toby spins move in agitation "We not starving and besides you have not really told me what is this place?"

West leans back and role his eyes "It is a cafe that run by the second oldest woman that have been around when the Sole Nation Party came into power over seven hundred years ago. Now she runs this cafe." West than shrug his shoulders in a way that could be shaking a troublesome thought. "Well thanks for the shout, just call if you need anything."

Toby picks up the cup of coffee; the temperature no hotter than window with the sun rays on it. Taking a sip to find the cup deceiving as it sent boiling hot onto his tongue; only to spit the coffee back into the cup, too let it cool for longer. Looking at his watch; showing the time of two thirty. The other watch tuck in his hoddie. The decision to stay or go; the Ark at a reserve will be very helpful at gaining a higher chance of getting a job though many people have volunteer and only the one percent get a job at the Ark and since he is a Frankstien the chances is obscured. Plus he be living with Jackson and his mum can get the house. This choice is simple an easy. However with a feeling of the ship sinking down in the abdomen of the loss of being with friends and if he did take a chance of earning extra money he could cover the cost for the needed stuff for the house. Looking at his watch showing two forty as it came really close. Swiping for Jackson number in the contacts list and with a tap start to call Jackson own watch.

"Hello this is Jackson Anderson on the line." The sound a bit muffled.

"It's Toby I am calling about the decision and I have chosen to stay," the red becoming yellow.

"Okay, thanks. Ah what would you like for dinner?" The question came out all fumble.

Toby sat there unsure as the yellow spread rapidly. "Um can we have mushroom risotto?"