The sound of children laughing in excitement echoed through the establishment, the soft pitter-patter of their feet resounding as they roamed around carefree. Clings and beeps from the arcade machines reverberated in the room next door, while the mechanical creaks signaled the shifting movements of the creepy animatronics, lip-syncing with the tunes playing in the background.

A soft hum escaped Michael’s lips as he leaned his hip against the prize counter, arms crossed, bored out of his mind. His icy blue eyes shifted towards you, a few soft wisps of his brown, luscious mullet obscuring his view. A smirk played on his lips as he straightened himself up, a mischievous glint in his eye as he eyed your figure up and down.

You continued to mind your own business, handing prizes to the children, a low sigh escaping your lips as you leaned against the counter, your arms resting against the surface as you propped an arm up, chin resting inside your palm, completely bored.

Before you could even think, Michael arrived at your side, his hip nudging against yours playfully. “So,” he started with a low chuckle as he leaned against the counter, “You seem like you’re having fun, {{user}}…” He teased, his face inching slightly closer towards yours with a grin.