Ramè || MINSUNG

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Retro Future was a mix of old timed games and newer games put into a mix. Ski ball and basketball throwing games lined the corners of the arcade, while claw machines and press your luck games were at each side of each entrance door way. Loud music blared from the upper speakers and Jisung found himself in awe as he looked at the giant prize counter.

"How do you like it?" Mark asked as he pulled out a twenty dollar bill, heading over to the coin exchange.

"It's amazing here!" Jisung jumped up and down and got his wallet out, pulling out two twenties and standing behind Mark.

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"You're from Malaysia?" Mark asked as he watched Jackson aggressively shoot and miss the hoop of the basket ball game he was playing.

"No I studied there for a while though. You're from America?" Jisung's gaze went to Minho, watching as he played ski ball, carefully tossing the ball and grinning as it hit a high number slot.

"Yep. LA." Mark and Jisung stood awkwardly beside each other before they both ended up staring at the press your luck game in the middle of the arcade.

"Let's do it"

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"Have you seen Mark?" Jackson held a bundle of tickets as he tapped Minho on the shoulder, startling him and making him drop his bundle of tickets.

"I actually haven't. Have you seen Jisung?" Jackson shook his head and handed Minho his ticket bundle.

"Now Mark!" Jisung's voice made Minho's head shoot up, finding him and Mark staring intensely at the dome.

"I found them." Minho mumbled as he pointed them out to Jackson.

A long strand of tickets were folded next to Jisung and Mark's feet, the two had been playing for a while in hopes of getting the jackpot. As the other two made their way over, Minho decided to scare his mate.

"Jisung!" Minho poked Jisung in the sides, making him let out a short scream and slam on the button. His scream followed by an alarm screaming "JACKPOT" as the inside of the game lit up a rainbow of colors.

"Jackpot!"

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"Yeah three large fries and four large milkshakes." Jackson handed the menu to the waitress and gave her a polite smile as she nodded and skated off.

"This place is cool." Jisung's eyes shined bright as he looked around the diner they were in.

The diner was the classic greaser and hop skirt girl theme, the floor being a cream and black tiled pattern while the booths were multiple shades of blue and red leather.

"Yeah, Jinyoung was telling me about it after him and Youngjae spies on Yugyeom when he went on a date. It's called 0325 or something like that. Apparently they have the best shakes and fries tho," Mark spoke as he scrolled through his phone, finding an old photo of him and Minho. "Oh my god, look at this Minho. Remember this day? It was when BamBam fell into JB's birthday cake." Mark turned his phone around and showed a photo of Mark and Minho on different sides of a cake covered BamBam while JB stood in the back laughing so hard he was bent over.

"I do remember that. And then Jinyoung placed a candle in his hair and JB blew it out." Mark and Minho laughed at the fond memories that the two had.

"So how long have you two been together?" Jisung asked as he eyed the waitress returning.

"2 years and 6 months. We're actually getting married this spring. I think Minho's invitation says that he can bring a guest." Jackson handed Mark his shake and stole a fry off the tray that was set in the middle of the table.

"I'll have to check with my schedule, but I'll try my best to go."

"That's wonderful."