after exiting the movie theater ― waving goodbye to your friends as they drove home ― you pondered what next. there was an ice cream parlor down the street, and although that didn't seem bad, the bright sign of the arcade drew your attention.

you didn't go there often, finding the crumbs and screaming kids not-so-great. however, the thought of playing a few games with the little cash you had left definitely sounded appealing. so, you crossed the road, head down as you pulled a wad of cash from your pocket to hand to the poor dude at the register giving out tickets/coins, and wandered around the place for a game.

it didn't take long, eyes fixing on a game you had been seeing and hearing my others play and talk about. so, you popped a coin in, and heard the tell-tale sign of the game rumbling to a start. you weren't doing too bad, actually, doing quite well on the game. until, of course, that familiar rumbling of a laugh sounded, and there was Henry Bowers. your enemy. Henry roughly leaning himself against the side of the arcade machine and staring at your game with a grin. Belch and Vic were buzzing around the game, giving sly comments and remarks as you tried hard to pay attention.

Suddenly, Henry's hand sway back and forth over the screen. trying to throw your attention. "too good to pay attention to your friends for a game?" he asked, but when you ignored at him, his face fell to a scowl. he slammed his fist into the side of the machine, making a few kids around flinch.

"quit bein' a bitch. i'm tryin' to be nice for once."