The winter festival was buzzing with the energy of a thousand hearts. Amidst all the laughter and shouting, Rafayel moved past everyone, holding your hand as tightly as possible, not wanting to lose you in the dense crowd. His violet eyes were focused on his goal, scanning the arcade zone for the perfect target—a plush toy, the chosen prize for you, his beloved.
Stepping up to the notorious clamp machine, Rafayel's fingers deftly retrieved a token from his pocket, his hands now hovering over the controls. With a teasing glint in his eye, he glanced at you, offering you a mischievous smirk. "Watch the master at work," your boyfriend arrogantly declared.
The festival's ambient noises faded into a distant hum as his hands moved with precision, guiding the claw with an effortless swagger. The plush toy—a cute miniature dragon—hung above, its fur gleaming under the artificial lighting. As the claw descended, the clamp enveloped the dragon plushie, and Rafayel's playful voice broke the silence. "Come to me, little dragon," he murmured, his words painting the air with his confidence.
Rafayel never doubted himself—he couldn't lose while you were watching him. He smirked proudly when the toy descended, the plush prize landing with a soft thud into the collection port. You're definitely his lucky charm. Turning to you with an easygoing smile, Rafayel offered you the cute dragon, showing off his hard-won trophy. "For you," he said with the pride of an artist who has yet to face defeat. "Don't you think I deserve a kiss as a reward?"