[ and we’re here, thursday evening pulling into recolle’s hubbub hub arcade entrance. neon lights bounce of and flicker in the darkening streets of tisse, with whirring sounds and 8-bit tunes inviting all to take this week’s throwback thursday challenge: pinball mania, double the tickets, but double the difficulty.
it’s getting warmer, with may right around the corner and one of the drier day they’ve had this month. eren dons a pair of slim cut jeans with rips over his knees, boots, a t-shirt and mild accessories— watch and wrist brace.
he’s sort of. procrastinating to actually walk in, making them hang outside under the alley canopy and slowing his steps, arms in a slight swing to bring elliot whiplashing (gently) into him with fingers curling, pulling his to bump into him. ]
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Sounds fun! Count me in.
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[ pause ]
😏
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I don't think they have adult toys at arcades Eren.
[He knows what that smiley means ok]
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We can agree on our own prizes? And pricing.
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Oh wow.
Do you...do you really think you can earn a 1000?
[that is a lot of tickets to wait around for.]
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[ CHALLENGE FUCKING ACCEPTED ]
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Okay but you know that'll take a long time, right?
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Hours.
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1000 tickets in an hour for a quickie, you won’t be disappointed.
[ eren jaeger
will woo you the entire time ]
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Fine fine, 1000 tickets. Price accepted.
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Do you have a challenge for yourself?
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I’m going to make it hard mode.
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Try your hardest.
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Time?
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Maybe Thursday evening? So the place isn't as busy.
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You’re mine Thursday.
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Say hi to Crow for me will you? Love you.
(1/2)
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it’s getting warmer, with may right around the corner and one of the drier day they’ve had this month. eren dons a pair of slim cut jeans with rips over his knees, boots, a t-shirt and mild accessories— watch and wrist brace.
he’s sort of. procrastinating to actually walk in, making them hang outside under the alley canopy and slowing his steps, arms in a slight swing to bring elliot whiplashing (gently) into him with fingers curling, pulling his to bump into him. ]
Whoops.
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