9:10am Friday
I was holding the cigarette by the window of my truck while driving. "Where are we going again?" I ask her.
"Hmm. At an arcade, is that okay?" I see her looking at me from my side.
"Yea! Why not? There's an arcade at the amusement park near the beach, wanna go there?" I put the cigarette back to my lips and let out a smoke. She suddenly takes it from my lips and put it in hers. "Hey! What are yo-- are you even allowed to smoke?!" I glance at her and she's smoking like she's been smoking for years.
"Yes, I have been smoking for two years now. It's not like I can't adapt it from the person who smokes almost every hour." she looks at me with a fake smirk.
So, it has been burned by cigarettes before.
That's... honestly sad.
A few minutes later, I saw how she flicked the cigarette outside the window. I smack her shoulders lightly. "Why'd you do that?" I ask her. We laugh like weirdos.
10:00am Friday
We arrive at the amusement park and there were a lot of people. I park the truck at the lot and we got down.
We walk straight and inside the arcade and bought tokens. After the lady hands me the tokens, I suddenly got pulled through the hoard of people to the game Tetris.
"If you beat my high score, I treat you anything. If you don't, you treat me anything." She says grinning like a child about to get their toy.
Oh, she doesn't know what's gonna come down to her until she loses. I am the greatest with this game.
"Okay! Let's do this!" I scream. She places herself in front of the game and plays it well.
She's not so bad.
A few minutes passed then she loses on a score of 9190. "FUCK!" She steps aside and says, "Beat that! Haha!"
I stand in front of the game and played it with all my strength and will. A few minutes later, when I was about to beat her score, I hear her whisper, "why hasn't she lost yet?" Then I lost with a score of 10189. I look at her with a smug face.
"How about that?" I ask her. "I think I'll have----" she cut me off.
"That was just practice! I was just trying to go easy on you!" She laughs nervously. "Let's try for real this time!"
She played and stayed focused on the game. I observe her face. She is very pretty, the way her face lights up when something good happens, is just.. so pleasing to see. I stare at her lips. The way she bites it looks so cute.
I wonder what it feels like to kiss it.
WHAT AM I THINKING!?
I didn't notice how long I was staring when she suddenly shouted. "FUCK!" She looks at me, breathing heavily. "NOW! Beat THAT!!" She lost. I look at her score and she got over to 11461.
I stretch my arms and crack my knuckles. "I'm surprised as to how you got over an easy score." I laugh. She makes a shocked face and she smacks my shoulders.
"Beat it, then." she says and laughs.
I play the game again, a few moments passes and I start to hear her foot thumping on the ground loud and fast. I smirk at her uneasiness.
So she's nervous.
I see her from my peripheral, chewing onto her nails and focused on the screen, looking concerned.
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My Old Pickup Truck
Historia CortaThis is just a gift for Claire. A REALLY late gift. Don't judge me, i don't write. Disclaimer: Characters are fictional and gay Happy birthday Hello, 2025 me here. This story is unfinished, sorry. Holy shizz, this is such a horror memory. WAHAHAHAHA...